Night Walk
You have been walking in the dark,
through forest paths you feel more than see,
moving by memory, by habit, by hope,
somehow stumbling less
than you deserve, believing
that in time you will emerge
to the early evening light,
that after your night wanderings
seems utterly
bright.
========================
The poem was inspired by the picture, which was taken in nearby Rupert, Vermont. (You can click on it for a larger version.).
Tom
No comments:
Post a Comment