The Path

Walking along the path, a breeze hits my face.
I quicken my pace, running along the path.
Flashes of that treasure project inside my mind.
Pleas to find elusive keys are drowned out by the wind.

Stopping along the path, a pebble enters my shoe.
My foot outgrew the stride.
Sand from the pebble slips through my toes, as I sigh.
My heart stops for a moment waiting for a reply.

Crawling along the path, listening to the ground.
Hearing the silence of the hollow concrete, I see a bridge.
I've stumbled upon the unexplored path!
Time to ascend and no longer pretend.