I follow the path
unfolding before me
doorways appear
out of mist and forest.
I don’t know where this path
goes, I just know that
it’s the one I’m on.
The path winds its way through dark woods
and twisty tunnels.
It opens in front of me
a few steps at a time.
I don’t know where it leads
but I know I am here
and I take the next step.
unfolding mystery
spiraling ever on
Elizabeth Schroder
Elizabeth Schroder is a mother, writer, and lover of nature and magic. She lives on a tiny island in the Seto Inland Sea in Japan with a cat, chickens, daughter, and wife. She has a love of myths and legends and the roots of the stories we tell today. Deeper than her roots in the American Midwest and Christianity of her childhood, she has found wellsprings of magic and joy in nature and learning about the goddess. She writes to discover and speak her truths.