Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Open Road

I sit, sniffing the twilight like farmers do,
A hint of chill carried 
On a breeze no longer hot,
Fixing easy on the grill on the patio,
Of a sudden this breeze wafts
Round the corner, 
Brings linden, heady, rapturous.
I’ve been waiting for it. 
Brother says to me
Let what seeks you find you
And more pieces settle gently 
Into my rich life,
The dawning that I could live
In moment to moment, scent to scent,
Ephemera in skies, 
With love around me, love
Around me,
Is a lifetime’s pondering,
And I’m old enough to let the
Past be, old enough to let it be,
The swiftness now in time’s 
Motion rises to the winds
Seems I hope I’m coming 
Into balance, seems that I 
May fly.

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