Leaping off the train
not sure where I’m going
but certain no tracks
will get me there.
In the field
every step a new step.
September 9, 2016 by Rosemerry
Leaping off the train
not sure where I’m going
but certain no tracks
will get me there.
In the field
every step a new step.
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged path, poem, poetry | 1 Comment
With each step, I reach my destination, anew.