Labyrinth whispers…

Folding in on my comfort,

my feet propel me around the corners.


Serpentine trails coax me

towards questions –

I have no answers.


Embraced by wise noble arches,

I straddle soft cocoa earth

and hard granite borders,

finding the sweetness of life

coiled around my footprints.


Floating on the edges of my vision,

playful glimmers of insight

taunt – “Come find me”,

They whisper.


Twisted among the weeds,

on well-worn paths,

I can smell the sweet aroma

of freely brewed possibilities.


Doubling back on a thought once overlooked,

or perhaps avoided,

I see the shadow of an answer

and my heart pulls me forward.


Kathryn Santana Goldman