Convoluted Path

I was not lost.  I just thought I was.

The directions seemed ludicrous.

I enjoyed the twisted route, but

I assumed it was just a fun detour.

Even the small fawn I surprised,

alongside my convoluted path,

seemed to see me as a strange aberration.

I was not lost.  I reached my goal.

Then I had the extreme pleasure

of the return adventure.

The narrow, less traveled way,

definitely thrills and beacons me.