Hazy Acres

Some hold flashlights 

Some hide in the dark 

Making choices 

Plots and plans 

Whose next 

Chipping away at it 

Just a little 

Clearing the opening 

For another 

A little each day 

Touch the corners 

Sweep the ground 

For when they come 

And you are waiting 

Arms wide open 

Mind too 

Safely inviting 

Warmly listening

Complicated 

Willing 

Ready 

As it shows itself again 

And you take a spin 

For the hell of it