Companion Trail

Stoney trail accompanied by philosophical Questions

Brightly colored moss and muddy puddles Surround the murky path

Debates of what color the grassy flora are

My companion and i partake

We continue lurking the path

Wise birds speak and we look up to the Reaching trees to greet them

I stop

My fellow traveler complains and i stop Again to tease him

I turned and continued on only to find he Had captured a photograph

I shake my head

Cool air kisses us and birds break the Silence

Muddy blanket blocks the trail and i walk Through it while my partner strides Through the grass

We almost reach the end

The birds grow quiet and the trees fade out

We go our separate paths