I did not take a path 

left handed

well traveled

less traveled

stamped neat by fearful feet

I did not follow my ancestors

who were following the animals

who let thick boar bristles and the soft footfalls of bigger cats lay their tracks

I took no path at all

I face-checked every bush

hacked and carved in a curved line

I set my sights on fae lights 

and blazoned a new way 

I ran right into the thicket 

anytime things just started to clear 

anytime the obstacles started to thin 

I jumped in