Strolling on the boardwalk near
my house with the sun inviting the day
with gold streaks and shadows
falling over the changing scene,
and the cool breeze flowing across
my skin, and I look up in the sky to a
screech and see the shadowy forms of
bats returning to their secret hiding
places, while birds take to their songs,
warbling joyfully from their eternity
as the crunch of my feet brings a
rhythm as I move and move unhindered
in this landscape apart where I am alone
but never lonely, finding my place before
the rush of humanity takes me away.

 

2/2/2025