Never Lost

Does the path through the woods feel my feet?
Does it care I am there, not lost?

I never sat down beside it and asked it
that question.
I only know it’s there,
seeming to beckon to me
through the trees
when I stray.

Whether the path notices me
or not,
I am still walking along it,
thankful,
I will never be
lost in the dark.

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