I walked along the path, from the hut <br />Into the large, wild forest <br />It was a lovely afternoon <br />As I wandered this way and that <br />Until I turned around from a patch of berry bushes <br />To realise to my horror, I was totally lost <br />Panic set in, as I looked up <br />To see rain clouds gathering overhead <br />At any moent I was going to get wet <br />It's perhaps not surprizing, how when frightened <br />The mind refuses to think logically <br />So it is that I raced up every track <br />Unable to remember how to get back <br />But then I heard a voice, clear as anything <br />Say, Go along here. This is the way to the entrance <br />By now heavy raindrops were beginning to fall <br />As I looked around for the voice <br />Yet there was no-one there at all <br />Still I took its advice and began to run <br />Along that winding, twisting track <br />Til at last, I burst out from the trees <br />It was the entrance and there ahead <br />Was shelter for me until the rain had passed.<br /><br />Marilyn Shepperson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-42/
