Portfolio writings from Ranen Erdahl

To Know the Way

12/10/2019

You cried against tree. Lost in this maze again
Wondering if you can ever find the end.
Then you see an old man as he stumble through whistling some old tune.
He picks up some, and others follow as you do.
Then one by one they start to stray
You ask the old man, but all he seems able to say.
Is that is their turn to know the way.
Suddenly, you look around... and you should be lost again.
But though you remember not how, why, or when.
This labyrinth makes perfect sense.
And so you stumble through whistling some old tune.
You pick up some, and others follow as you do.
And one by one they start to stray.
And find all I have to say.
It that it is their turn to know the way.