Never walked this way before, the damsel glance around the corner

With apprehension and anticipation, she imagines and plans her walk down the road

This new road, this luminous road.

Leaving the safety of her familiar abode

She sets out with caution, her instincts her only guide

Staying clear of the middle of the road, clinging to the sides

I watch the damsel with keen and protective eyes

Not interfering, not scaring, only caring

I shadowed the damsel from the glare and heat, from the wind and dust off the street

Her strides are longer now, and she is moving faster

Her confidence growing, confident but not knowing

I will follow close behind, I will keep out of sight

I run ahead, examining every hedge, making sure the damsel is alright.