Off Trail

Too icy to wander off trail,

too deep and crunchy to make your own,

the only choice is too follow the track of another,

a dance where your feet must fall within their

frozen prints in the snow, otherwise you'll fall,

if you do you'll get back up and try again,

at the crux, the prints will peter out

and you'll have to find your own way to get where you're going,

maybe a route that takes longer,

one that scares you,

one that makes you give it your all,

one that makes you question if you did it,

but I promise, you'll know it when you're there.