This Path

I've walked this path before
Several times,
It's turns and twists
well known.
I could follow it flawlessly
in the dark
Blindfolded,
with only the chirping of birds
and crickets
to lead the way.
I know where pavement
turns to
Gravel.
I feel the quiet as the road
loops around
near churches
and dark alleys.
I can sense it -
the stilling of breath
and quickening of heart.
It's a path I'll continue walking
In need
By habit
sometimes just to feel the turns and twists
well known.