Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The hike to nowhere

A start point, you've never seen before
with no end point in mind
Left at first sight of slight light, creeping up and peering over the mountain ridges
No need for food sustenance comes in through your eyes
Wild and free
wandering
there is such illicit attraction in that idea
but break it open and let it be open and willing 
Leave the car, the house, no goodbyes
No fear in letting it all go
Just feet below and a silent quiet head
Seeing green and life
and not caring about anything else
One foot in front of the other, just as you were born to do
Its all you'll ever need to get through
They just all lied to you
And the answer is this simple and true
Soft layers of earth, dirt you were born into
Envelop feet
Chill of air, blow of wind, glow of sun on back
Return you to a time when you were carefree
Just walk
walkwalkwalk
and don't look back, don't return
No stop, no destination
just dream, forest, stream and lake
Just the companionship of springtime flowers, light cleansing showers,
and the openness in front.

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