Holding our breath in reverence
for the mystery of the forest
we’ll explore the dangers ahead
timid yet brave for adventure,
breathing in good fresh air.
How to escape the labyrinth?
Tie a string and trail it behind,
leave paterans of twigs at junctions
or cut blazes in bark to point the way?
Keep an eye out for monsters
or maybe there’s a bear.
Collect pebbles in pockets
for a cairn at the top
to show that we were there.
Day 12 of the Granada Camp for Wayward Poets Challenge at Poetic Bloomings