My path is illuminated by stars

All of the worlds I have been

Connect like constellations

In Great Grandmother’s web

Her precious thread weaves and connects infinitely

Sometimes the path is vague

As if I am following faint deer trails

Leading deep into the woods

Other times the path is well traveled

By those who came before us

These intrepid travelers have left hidden messages and clues

Hinting at the most mysterious of detours

Walking in their midst

I know that we extend to the edge of time

Emerging and expanding into the greatest unknown

That is where I have lost and found myself