New Trails

New Trails beckon us every now and then

It’s innate in our nature to explore where and when

We could stay put on the safe tiles of impasse

Or roam and search for new paths on new grass

New Trails beckon me every now and then

Not that I am discontent where I am

I could stay put in my current habits and exist

Or evolve and break free of what I resist

New Trails beckon all that surrounds me

The air, the ground and all beings I see

The earth could stay put and never change

Or rotate, revolve and keep wide open the range

Be Mindful.