I decided to 
hike up a mountain.
A beautiful, intimidating
mountain. 

Up the hill, trying 
to shed doubts.
Up the hill 
collecting sounds.

The trails are unfamiliar, and
the top seems out of reach.
I take a lot of breaks,
eat a treat.

On my way 
I see a Y.
Where do I go
from here?

Right.
The path seems unclear.
I don’t think I will find my way back.

Left.
I see breadcrumbs.
Maybe I’ll choose this track.

Here,
my footprint doesn’t have 
a big audience.
I don’t have to keep going 
up a wrinkly road.

I know my legs are strong,
but my heart is rather fragile.
Should I go back?

I can’t find my map.
Maybe I’ll find another
lone traveler.
We could go back 
together.

The night is falling,
the air turns cold.
My backpack is heavy
but I can’t unload.

I’m afraid
my essentials are
not enough.

With a faint release
I look at the peak.
Surrounded by stairs,
a grand sight to see.

Tomorrow I don’t know 
where I’ll be.
So, for tonight……