The Path of Gentleness

A path I walk alone
With a slight heaviness deep in my heart
Even my footsteps are quiet
On an afternoon that feels like it is sinking

At times like that
A single breeze
Gently
Touches my shoulder

Though it cannot be put into words
That soft presence
Unravels the hardened colors
Inside my chest, ever so lightly

In the space that has opened up
A single drop of pale light falls
And that light
Does not rush
Does not compare
It simply stays there, as if to draw near

As I walk along
Holding that small light
The scenery of the path
Little by little
Changes into soft colors

When my tired heart
Suddenly comes to a stop
That path
Quietly welcomes me, saying
It is okay to be just as you are

Today, too
While gently protecting
The light deep within my heart

I continue slowly along
The path of gentleness