Thursday, August 27, 2009

Field Guide

How far have I come
into this field
and how much farther
can it go on?

I stand, looking out,
with no memory
of how I got started,
why I said Yes.

The tall grass goes on
all green and gold,
reaching what I won't,
what nobody can.

There are others in
this field. I hear
them at times. But I
haven't seen them yet.

I could have stayed
on the road. I could
have said No. I
could have headed home.

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