SWEET SURRENDER

When tasked with this week’s theme, I had so many ideas running through my head. I was listening to music on my TV and a song by John Denver came on called “Sweet Surrender.” As I listened to the lyrics, it sounded much like the words I had jotted down in my journal. That is how I came up with the name. I hope you like it.

I took this picture when we took a day trip through Talahina drive.

Lost and alone at the crossroads,
empty echos fill the air, 
the horizon a blur,
where to turn,
silence answers only with shadows.

A path once painted bright,
now is a colorless abyss,
the wind blows, nothing is heard,
echos of footsteps,
fades into memories.

Trees stand as sentinels,
branches twisted,
like my thoughts weaving dreams of clarity,
yet a weight pulls me down,
familiar faces drift like mist.

Time stretches like dim light,
each second a lingering sigh,
I search for direction,
but find only vast stillness,
an open book,
with pages blank.

In the distance, shadows turn to shapes,
longing for a friendly hand,
the warmth of belonging,
while I stand,
alone at the crossroads,
waiting for a silent friend.

In a still soft voice,
you are not alone,
whispered on the wind,
finding the courage to stand,
at the crossroads alone,
yet not being lonely.

Written by Mia Ball 3/24/2026 Photo by Mia Ball