Solemn Journey
A Reflective Poem
I walked across a turf of green
And halted where I’d be unseen
To snatch a look one final time
Of all I was to leave behind
The beckoning of a blackbird heard
Ironic doves of white appeared
I swiftly summoned my untamed herd
My spirit pained, eternally seared
Took one last look, or so I thought
At fields of roses budding by
At nectar craving bees and birds
At obese clouds across the sky
Took one last gasp, so I assumed
Of Spanish oaks and olive trees
Of planted fields of fresh grown corn
Of sweetly sour strawberries
The light was fading quickly out
I felt a sense of urgency
I moved toward the darkened clout
I walked yet with insurgency
Yet, then I stopped and moved away
The coming of another day
As gleam pierced through the gloom and shade
I stared at death one final time,
Yet, chose the path that life had made.
(c) Mia Michelle McClain
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