We start off with grand ideas,

delusions actually,

of how we perceive

the path that opens up

in front of us.

We idealize,

humanitarianize,

synthesize,

aggrandize,

all the while

the path unfolds

at its own rate,

in its own way.

We meet surprise

like a stranger in the night,

shocked,

that our preconceived ideas,

definites we would have staked

our life on, and did,

were not how it was turning

out to be.

We let go of our illusions.

We drop the certainty

of what it all is,

like a hot potato

burning our hand.

Like a child

full of wonder,

innocence,

and not knowing,

we allow the path

to take us home.

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Assistant Editor: Lauren Savory / Editor: Bryonie Wise

Photo: Nikki Hoffman / Flickr