Carpe Diem Time Machine # 7 Ancient Road

the flooded path
becomes a raging river
for a leaf boat



ancient river path
carves the shape of the terrain
through the Cumberland’s


the Christian’s journey
to follow his savior’s way
fraught with misstep
clothed with compassion and love
walked with a heart filled with joy

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walking the cool path
through the ancient forest
finding new life


Trail of Tears

Spring does not erase
Our passage
Nor warm the lingering spirits
Left behind, far from home.
Wagons rumble on, as we lie
In shallow graves, names not spoken.

Four thousand brethren forever
On the trail where we cried.

Betrayed by broken promises,
Forced to leave the land
We tended for countless moons.
Miles and miles through frozen valleys,
Trees the only witness
The wind the only answer to our tears.