The Simple Life
I will always choose
the simple life.
The path that winds around
the fragrant lilac bushes,
that meanders across
the hillside,
and flows down
through the river valley.
It may not be the easiest path.
In fact, it may be treacherous.
There may be steep cliffs,
and jagged rocks,
and avalanches.
But you don't have to wait
to reach the top of the mountain
to see the breathtaking view.
Every moment
will be beautiful
in it's own way.
Each step
along the journey
will be
an important part
of the trip.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world