FInding your path can be a difficult task. Its sometimes a choice, but most times it’s fate that has something to do with where you will eventually end up. Whose path you’ll cross along the way will strongly influence where you are headed. At the same time, it may also not deter you in the least.
Bartley Billings
today i went and walked along this path in the bushes. the path was really weird looking. it had two sets of stairs on it one to go one way the other to go the other way. they both led to different paths. i didn’t know which one to take so i just went left. it didn’t really lead me anywhere great just to another path somehere donw the road. i knew where i was goin and i shouldve taken the other path.
Sheena
i take the path that my dog takes me on. he sniffs along and smells things only he can smell. it winds and returns me back to home eventually. I like to take the path least taken. toby takes the one that smells best. cheyenne takes one where the ball is going and does not look back.
peggy Williams
I’m not sure what to write about a path. It’s a word that isn’t really used often. Path. When would someone use that word mid-sentence? I mean, come on. “I was taking a stroll down the path yonder” just sounds weird. So next time, maybe a different word other than path should be used. Damn, I took all that time just to write all this. I suck.
Eric
The path wound through the twisted, dark wood. To one end James could see his future; the other, his past. His temptation to jump ahead was great, but he knew this would only cause him problems further down the path.
Nathan Vogt
THere is a path going through the field. Leaves are falling from the maple trees on either side of it. A girl walks along. She is alone. THe path winds to the left and to the right. The leaves crunch as she steps on them . The path is leading far – where she can escape all the worries she slowly began to forget when she started walking.
Olivia
There once was a path and it was long. Someone was walking on the path and tripped over a rock. She fell into a puddle of mud on the path and started to cry. While she was crying, a bear came along and ate her. If she wouldn’t have been walking along that stupid path, maybe she wouldn’t have gotten eaten by a bear. Too bad for the little girl! I would never want to get eaten by a bear.
J
my path is my life. I want to make it as beautiful as I can. Using the gifts I’ve been given by every day surfing along the waves of life.
pitou
This path I took just took led me to the middle of nowhere. maybe it was the bridge to nowhere.anyways i ended up in nowhere, with courage the cowardly dog. he led me on this path to my dreams, which i didn’t have any.
Stuart Landers
of pink rain if that’s all there is
monica
A path is greater when one knows not where it ends.
Ryann
When I took the path less traveled, it was the darker path. I thought it would be more of a trip if I had to pay more attention not to stumble into anything or fall in a hole. Well, of course I did make a few bad moves, but the path itself is most pleasant.
Julia O'Neill
path this the place in which to put feet and walk and to live and its a path man.
Jessie
hope you still like me
hope i can see you some day
hope we will love each other again
hope to forget you soon
hope to understand myself
red
Innovation
Miguel de Castro
Path. That road you take that sometimes leads you to your destination, but most of the time feels like you never do. Life’s all about paths. Everything you do is a path leading you to that aspiring monet. I’ve found myself on a wierd path these past few months and it hasnt jaded me one bit. I look as this path as ‘the learning’ path. It’s the universe’s indirect way to tell me I need to keep walking that road I always say I want to concur. I see a bright light with a life long fullfilment at the end. I recently detoured of ‘the love’ path and i’m glad I got off that exit when I did. I tried to reroute myself within that path and found myself more lost and confused than ever.
stephanie
The path to the truth is infinite and winding. The pain endured is immense and sometimes inexpressable. The truth is sometimes not even worth it, the lies that you have been given easily are sometimes the correct path. Every person is different and every path is as well. The truth of the path is that everyone has to find their own.
Mudora
My path in life is a turning point. i dont know which road to follow. i will make my own path
no one can tell me where to go and what to do. i am my own woman and rather than follow i will lead
coll
The most difficult path is usually the best choice. The rugged terrain, the steep hills–it’s what forces us to push ourselves beyond our own expectations. We get to accomplish beyond our own comprehensions.
Jen M
WHERE I;M GOING WHERE I’VE BEEN TIME PASSED, WHICH WAY, PRESCRIPTION FOR LIFE, WHICH WAY BACK TO IT, ARE WE THERE YET. I SEE IT
CATHY
one day i took the path to the neighboryard. after a while i stubmled upon my friend lauren and we decided it was a good day to make chocolate chip cookies. after that we went to the park and took pictures. while on the path back home, i found a baby duckling and i took it with me. i nursed it back to health and it survived.
ingrid
the right path is what I’m always thinking about. Doing the right thing, specially in the sense of being a model for my studentes and children is something really important for me!
Vicky Saumell
She walked through the woods, paying no heed to where she was going other than somewhere else. In the echoing chambers of her mind there were people shouting, screaming, their anger teeth in her.
Morereg
garden path it would be really nice to take a walk right now and look at the sky and all the flowers and be relaxed. Also maybe get some spiritual enlightenment. All good fairy tales start with little girls going down a forest path…
Gin
no right no wrong no over grown no well kept. they all lead to the same place.
b.
path is something where you are walking you are walking towards the sun..it could be made out of stones..or it could be a path between trees..path is long or short it could go up and dawn.it leads you to the point where you want to go
ursa
I flew back into the past dragged along the trail of memories by the pictures scattered like leaves on the ground, a girl lifted up to the sky, a path snaking through trees…
okshfa;o
follow the path
where does it lead you
are you where you want to be
I dont think so
find a new path
where does it go
to nowhere
now what
your lost
good bye
shalimar
What is a path? A miserable pile of… gravel. Or possibly crazy paving. Or maybe some bizzaro mix of the two. Maybe the path isn’t really a path, but a metaphor for your route through life. Maybe it suggests a pre determined destination in your life.
Anon, king of thieves
distance, length, travel, feet, shoes, beaten down, trees, earth, way, journey, stones, go for a walk,
lo
we are on this path, of the ever winding road. We ahve no idea where it goes, yet we slave our entire lives until our dying day, to make this path well beaten. but what happens when our life is over, and so is our path? are we hurt, and alone?
stephanie
As i walked through the thick forest I was sure I would run across a deer path or some kind of wild animal path that would lead me to the edge of this dark loomy forest. I kept walking faster as it kept getting darker. my feet were tripping on vines of some sort and i lost my balance a couple of time. I kept on through the thick woods until finally i came across what looked like a well traveled path. I headed out down the path and found myself in a field. It was a baseball field. There was a game going on and I was suddenly playing center field in what looked like a little league game of 8 year old kids. All the parents were staring at me, like what the heck was I doing running out from the forest all of a sudden. Little did they know I was lost.
Lou Derr
the old woman was waling down a cobblestone path. the light from the morning sun was just starting to stream in through the trees around her.
jessie
the way to freedon, knowledge, love and conquest.
ana
I ownder down it. It winds it twists it turns it rises it falls and i follow. Sometimes mindlessly sometimes mindfully but still i travel on, for to be still is to be dying and to continue on is to be alive. So tell me, are you wandering down your path or standing sdtill???
Stephen Piemonte
paths? paths. The lead us to places besides where we are. They incite curiosity, and action, They encourage imagination. Dark tree webbed paths. Haloed and green paths; concrete paths towered by steel giants.
Yuri
path. A path can be anumber of things. A way. A Tao. An ailment. But it is always something which will bring about change. Something which will influence the way you look at things, the way you go about life, even if just for a moment.
matt
somewhere you can walk a cleared passage. usually outside. different kinds of paths bike-paths, jogging-paths. also used in some famous poetry.
Sophia Tantrum
there’s a place where i go and no one else can. there is green and brown and mist, blue is nowhere to be found. i’m sorry, i forgot to bring you along.
Anna
the path is the way we go,our destany,maybe we can chose our own path,maybe we cant,some ppl belive that god choses the path for us,well… I Do!
FInding your path can be a difficult task. Its sometimes a choice, but most times it’s fate that has something to do with where you will eventually end up. Whose path you’ll cross along the way will strongly influence where you are headed. At the same time, it may also not deter you in the least.
today i went and walked along this path in the bushes. the path was really weird looking. it had two sets of stairs on it one to go one way the other to go the other way. they both led to different paths. i didn’t know which one to take so i just went left. it didn’t really lead me anywhere great just to another path somehere donw the road. i knew where i was goin and i shouldve taken the other path.
i take the path that my dog takes me on. he sniffs along and smells things only he can smell. it winds and returns me back to home eventually. I like to take the path least taken. toby takes the one that smells best. cheyenne takes one where the ball is going and does not look back.
I’m not sure what to write about a path. It’s a word that isn’t really used often. Path. When would someone use that word mid-sentence? I mean, come on. “I was taking a stroll down the path yonder” just sounds weird. So next time, maybe a different word other than path should be used. Damn, I took all that time just to write all this. I suck.
The path wound through the twisted, dark wood. To one end James could see his future; the other, his past. His temptation to jump ahead was great, but he knew this would only cause him problems further down the path.
THere is a path going through the field. Leaves are falling from the maple trees on either side of it. A girl walks along. She is alone. THe path winds to the left and to the right. The leaves crunch as she steps on them . The path is leading far – where she can escape all the worries she slowly began to forget when she started walking.
There once was a path and it was long. Someone was walking on the path and tripped over a rock. She fell into a puddle of mud on the path and started to cry. While she was crying, a bear came along and ate her. If she wouldn’t have been walking along that stupid path, maybe she wouldn’t have gotten eaten by a bear. Too bad for the little girl! I would never want to get eaten by a bear.
my path is my life. I want to make it as beautiful as I can. Using the gifts I’ve been given by every day surfing along the waves of life.
This path I took just took led me to the middle of nowhere. maybe it was the bridge to nowhere.anyways i ended up in nowhere, with courage the cowardly dog. he led me on this path to my dreams, which i didn’t have any.
of pink rain if that’s all there is
A path is greater when one knows not where it ends.
When I took the path less traveled, it was the darker path. I thought it would be more of a trip if I had to pay more attention not to stumble into anything or fall in a hole. Well, of course I did make a few bad moves, but the path itself is most pleasant.
path this the place in which to put feet and walk and to live and its a path man.
hope you still like me
hope i can see you some day
hope we will love each other again
hope to forget you soon
hope to understand myself
Innovation
Path. That road you take that sometimes leads you to your destination, but most of the time feels like you never do. Life’s all about paths. Everything you do is a path leading you to that aspiring monet. I’ve found myself on a wierd path these past few months and it hasnt jaded me one bit. I look as this path as ‘the learning’ path. It’s the universe’s indirect way to tell me I need to keep walking that road I always say I want to concur. I see a bright light with a life long fullfilment at the end. I recently detoured of ‘the love’ path and i’m glad I got off that exit when I did. I tried to reroute myself within that path and found myself more lost and confused than ever.
The path to the truth is infinite and winding. The pain endured is immense and sometimes inexpressable. The truth is sometimes not even worth it, the lies that you have been given easily are sometimes the correct path. Every person is different and every path is as well. The truth of the path is that everyone has to find their own.
My path in life is a turning point. i dont know which road to follow. i will make my own path
no one can tell me where to go and what to do. i am my own woman and rather than follow i will lead
The most difficult path is usually the best choice. The rugged terrain, the steep hills–it’s what forces us to push ourselves beyond our own expectations. We get to accomplish beyond our own comprehensions.
WHERE I;M GOING WHERE I’VE BEEN TIME PASSED, WHICH WAY, PRESCRIPTION FOR LIFE, WHICH WAY BACK TO IT, ARE WE THERE YET. I SEE IT
one day i took the path to the neighboryard. after a while i stubmled upon my friend lauren and we decided it was a good day to make chocolate chip cookies. after that we went to the park and took pictures. while on the path back home, i found a baby duckling and i took it with me. i nursed it back to health and it survived.
the right path is what I’m always thinking about. Doing the right thing, specially in the sense of being a model for my studentes and children is something really important for me!
She walked through the woods, paying no heed to where she was going other than somewhere else. In the echoing chambers of her mind there were people shouting, screaming, their anger teeth in her.
garden path it would be really nice to take a walk right now and look at the sky and all the flowers and be relaxed. Also maybe get some spiritual enlightenment. All good fairy tales start with little girls going down a forest path…
no right no wrong no over grown no well kept. they all lead to the same place.
path is something where you are walking you are walking towards the sun..it could be made out of stones..or it could be a path between trees..path is long or short it could go up and dawn.it leads you to the point where you want to go
I flew back into the past dragged along the trail of memories by the pictures scattered like leaves on the ground, a girl lifted up to the sky, a path snaking through trees…
follow the path
where does it lead you
are you where you want to be
I dont think so
find a new path
where does it go
to nowhere
now what
your lost
good bye
What is a path? A miserable pile of… gravel. Or possibly crazy paving. Or maybe some bizzaro mix of the two. Maybe the path isn’t really a path, but a metaphor for your route through life. Maybe it suggests a pre determined destination in your life.
distance, length, travel, feet, shoes, beaten down, trees, earth, way, journey, stones, go for a walk,
we are on this path, of the ever winding road. We ahve no idea where it goes, yet we slave our entire lives until our dying day, to make this path well beaten. but what happens when our life is over, and so is our path? are we hurt, and alone?
As i walked through the thick forest I was sure I would run across a deer path or some kind of wild animal path that would lead me to the edge of this dark loomy forest. I kept walking faster as it kept getting darker. my feet were tripping on vines of some sort and i lost my balance a couple of time. I kept on through the thick woods until finally i came across what looked like a well traveled path. I headed out down the path and found myself in a field. It was a baseball field. There was a game going on and I was suddenly playing center field in what looked like a little league game of 8 year old kids. All the parents were staring at me, like what the heck was I doing running out from the forest all of a sudden. Little did they know I was lost.
the old woman was waling down a cobblestone path. the light from the morning sun was just starting to stream in through the trees around her.
the way to freedon, knowledge, love and conquest.
I ownder down it. It winds it twists it turns it rises it falls and i follow. Sometimes mindlessly sometimes mindfully but still i travel on, for to be still is to be dying and to continue on is to be alive. So tell me, are you wandering down your path or standing sdtill???
paths? paths. The lead us to places besides where we are. They incite curiosity, and action, They encourage imagination. Dark tree webbed paths. Haloed and green paths; concrete paths towered by steel giants.
path. A path can be anumber of things. A way. A Tao. An ailment. But it is always something which will bring about change. Something which will influence the way you look at things, the way you go about life, even if just for a moment.
somewhere you can walk a cleared passage. usually outside. different kinds of paths bike-paths, jogging-paths. also used in some famous poetry.
there’s a place where i go and no one else can. there is green and brown and mist, blue is nowhere to be found. i’m sorry, i forgot to bring you along.
the path is the way we go,our destany,maybe we can chose our own path,maybe we cant,some ppl belive that god choses the path for us,well… I Do!