I Follow
I've been
walking for miles and miles
The road
is ending
An empty
water hole
yearns for
a child's fingers to run through its ripples
I can see
imprints of those ahead
Step by
step
I follow
Carved
through the sand I set my feet
Where once
they walked
My shoes
worn
My toes
blistered
There's no
going back
Only
memories of the past to
take on
this journey
Curious about
destiny
Fearful of
the inevitable
Step by
step
I follow
Ziba Mahdavi