Walking on a trail, to where,

I do not know
I find a forest, with a path.
An entrance lay before me,

between rock and tree.
I put my hand against the mirror force,

push, enter.
I hear a name behind me; I look,

but see no one.
Continue to walk,

find the answers,

I tell myself.
“Don’t be afraid, be strong.”
I hear a voice, this time beside me.

I look up, expecting to see no one,
I see a small ball of light, wings and body barely visible.
It leads me to my sacred place,
Then I disappear.

Written by Megan Felker – Bancroft, Michigan, United States

Feature Photo by Alice Alinari

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