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Winding

October 26, 2010

Familiar paths
heavy with yesterdays,
fragmented between
moments and eras,
nature’s steady
encroachment
into pavement,
into life, as time
brings change to me,
regardless of journey’s
and progress. Still,
wanderlust whispers
and home promises comfort
while my feet tap
another few minutes
into a remembered journey
that eventually
gets me home.

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One comment

  1. This brought to mind the encroachment of suburban growth in my area of SoCal…but I still maintain my protected space.



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