This Time Was To Come (day 703)

I feel a cry, deep beneath layers of cautious steps
One that reaches the far edges of this kingdom
From the cold North where land thaws and turns green
To the tropical South and it’s large brightly feathered birds

It’s challenging, this feeling within
It signals growth, time of change
Pushing my knowledge beyond what I feel
Into real struggles; present ordeals

I did not know this day was to come
This formidable passage of now into future
That grabs at my dreams and eats at my heart
I did not know that this time would come

North (day 462)

Once on the path
I cried and I screamed
Then all at once
That which, was unseen

I plodded along
I lifted my heals
Grown and clear
Navy blue seals

Across the wide rivers
Through the deep forest
I laughed and I sang
My path now the shortest

Little foxes then came
And asked for some words
I laughed and began
My friends, eye the fiords

Off with a start
The took to the north
We shared not another
Our lives filled their worth