I wondered what was next

I think it is human to want to make broad sweeping statements, to lead massive systemic change. I am human (there, I've admitted it!). Teeny tiny steps. One thing at a time. Noticing tracks in the snow. Making my own tracks.

I wondered what was next.

I guess this is.

Teeny tiny steps.

Animal tracks

In the snow

Leading to the garage.

They end there.

Did the creature

Crawl under the door

Or skirt to the side

Leaving no prints

To continue the story.

It may have gone either way.

The tracks

Tell only part,

Leave the rest

To the imagination.

I wondered what was next

There is always a next.

I guess this is.

Where will I leave tracks

In the snow;

Where will.

I leave them guessing.

Teeny tiny steps