…I start ‘here’ and I walk.
I pass ‘them’ and I pass wonders and it snows.
The sun comes down and possesses the ground and hits me and it snows from the sun warm snow. White and eerie. Great things were raised only to be razed. My fly’s eye saw a stone, in the field, by the brook. Corner and leaves too. The bitter bit me and there were trees that were dying and that made them beautiful. I drew them a bath. I laid them down. Coming down from the sky was a great white coffin. I saw behind me a viper that killed a squirrel to save a rabbit, a squirrel that was afraid…
…I start ‘here’ and change my road,
I know where I’m going. I know my destination. A vision passes through me and a red candle holding a black flame lit me to be bright, but I only burned. A dust bowl roared through it all and I sunk. I walked and walked and I let it take me. Forget it all! Again and again I came down through the valley, I saw it, and I couldn’t care. The flowers and snow and sun and life absolutely poured out their hearts for me and I couldn’t care, because I had seen them all before, and I know them all too well. AHH!! OF COURSE!! OF COURSE!!!! JUST IN TIME! Of course, I saw it coming. At the center, right in the middle, you know what I find?! You. You just sit there waiting. No matter where I start, or what direction I go, I walk and walk and I find you…
…I start ‘here’…