What did you expect to find here?
On this winding road that took you
to the top where the air is cooler
the trees are greener and a carpet
of leaves colour the wet mud floor
Expectation is what you decided
would be there before it discovered you
and moved the goal posts…no
it changed the goal posts
for there is no goal…no score to measure
Trees compete for a space of sky
Bell birds compete to fill the air
with the sound of so many voices
Blended into orchestral harmony
and you are in harmony
with the quest that finds you
When you follow the winding road
without the weight of expectation.
