The Tracks Of The Bear
The places I’ve been
all part of me now,
roadmaps of intention
tracking landscapes endowed
The history I’ve written
covers chapter and verse,
of promises made
and commitments diverse
The road ever widens
my scope narrows down,
the past out of focus
leaving town after town
Tomorrow unbeckoned
I search for today,
the future unreckoned
—the moment in play
(The New Room: March, 2021)
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