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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