Retracing Steps

If it were possible

how many would change their route

as Frost would suggest

taken upon ourselves what we are not about

yet how many, really

when we look in the mirror

can we recognize who we were

in all of fields of fear.

 

When one day, she did walk away

finally

after so many times a return

I would honor and wish for

more than any circumstance

in my life

like a setting sun

inside the phenomena of a rainbow

the chance

to experience

a night moon,

the complete nature

of love as a being

set forth on this earth

to experience

all that is confusion.

 

If I might retrace,

not us,

not her not that time,

only this,

that I beckon,

there is no other,

ever.


© Scott F Savage 8/2020

Published by a quiet man

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