Maybe There Is Nowhere New to Walk
As soon as you think it you know this is incorrect
It is just that we almost always have the same hunger
that sends us wandering
the same craving for colors that we eat in seeing the land
We designate as landmarks places within places and objects
Upon thinking of them the heart stirs
There are paths I still dream of
Naturally we return to place-beings for more
Moon-marked bridge pilings what did you want to tell me
Rocks easing yourselves beneath or above water how very
accepting of all this you are
Evergreens in all your weight you stand in steadiness
I hope someone else now comes to look at you
It is just that we almost always have the same hunger
ReplyDeletethat sends us wandering
--- that's a great line. so true!