Looking onward

When I look out towards the hills

I feel a sense of loss

Abandoned places in ruin


A pathway leads

Towards the mountain

Where I will not follow


Beautiful blue flowers

They caught my gaze

down a lane I have not been.

curiously I went down

that lane

to admire;

the beautiful blue flowers.


I took a photo

to remind me

of what had transpired;

the joy of inspiration.