Tuesday, March 27, 2012

a walk in the park

So We rolled the boulder to the top of the hill.
Don't be fooled.
It was a big hill.
Took us nearly all afternoon with few breaks to make it.
We caught our breath and then the moment had come;
to set the boulder free.

It was out of sight in seconds but the wake of its path
could be witnessed to our delight for miles.

When there was no more commotion and our laughter subsided
it dawned on Me, We must yet make our own way down,
and dusk is nearly upon Us.