Hazy Acres

#555

The rush in 

Clear view 

Along the ridge 

Flowering edges 

Narrow paths 

Solo at the end 

Long trails as a favorite 

Peaceful and bright 

You debate yourself 

If its time 

Moving aside for it to be

End of the line 

Giving its place a clear passage 

Without control 

Perfection 

Knowing when it will happen 

Around the corner 

It could be the moment 

Embracing the seconds 

Without limitations 

As I can’t take this with me 

Or you 

Or them 

As it was remaining 

The same

As the other times 

I am learning new rhythms 

New life 

While it all changes 

Around me