The Precipice

(She’s back!)

I am sitting on The Bench after a few days of rainfall and (of course!) She is there, once again. I am looking at leaves and the voice comes alive…

The Precipice

Where do we turn
when we arrive
at the precipice
of self-knowledge
and foresight
knowing that
even though
we can see a clear path
though the faraway forest
and past the mountains
the seeming distance
isn’t in the…