path | Oddments

September 21.19

Quo vadis?

In pools of shade

in flutters of green wings

in columned seclusion

the question:

where are you going?

The hard grey path

inquires.

You do not escape

life questions

in the woods.

Thanks yet again to photographer S.W. Berg.

Sneaker-footed

I marvel at distance

paused on my path

of less resistance.

Well may you ponder

little one

where the water goes

why the path ends

what’s in your tomorrows.

Under autumn-tinged arch

soulsong clear:

see

and remember I was here.

Thanks again to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.