The last time I felt
certain about something
was when I left the city
and felt the freedom of
the open road
pulling me into lush forests
to chase waterfalls and follow
creeks that knew
far more about where they
were going than I did
had seen more
life than I ever would
--
April PAD - Poetic Asides Day 16: the last (blank)
Saturday, April 18, 2020
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