I Lay The Past To Rest

There were different roads that I chose to go

and some long ways in another direction

but always, then came an intersection

with a higher way to take that day

and the next, until I found the best path yet. 

 

Not at all easy.

Some days my bones are going slow

so life it brings Simplicity.

I find Joy at the start of every path

back to the beginning.

 

Long ago, when I walked a different way

I shaved skin off my shinbone

I mostly felt all alone

misunderstood

so I did Tai chi among the trees

I walked home alone in the dark

yes for me,

some very contradictory ways to be.

 

I walked and walked,

I worked late shifts, up and down

ten city storeys in a time of little glory

when I could only just pay the rent but I went

bush-walking every morning.

 

I have taken inspiration on outback tracks

I have planted sunflowers in my country field

I have learned from relationships

I have looked to sea

the wide skyline of anchored tankers:

raw-iron-ore going nowhere.

 

So times were not easy to forget.

I was lost in a crowded place

I was invaded in my own space

Maybe I hide in plain sight

I have walked so many paths

I have bundled sticks along the fence

so little lizards hide in them.

Yes I could start a fresh.

So no longer looking back,

I find this track to stroll along.

Just following the flight of birds

and the whispering grass I have always heard.

 

I walk where the trees talk with me. 

I find The Simple Path is my way,

so life is ever so much better this very day.

 

July 1, 2024