i found a
little self alone
in desert
mountains
with no
foot path
suggesting
a tried road
but with
plenty of sandy soil
and in
heart
a need to
move forward
to town
to
re-connect his soul
by
connecting to the highway
that lead
to a land not bad
so he kept
his plod
through
trial and error
trusting
his vision
and wits of
his mind
letting,
also, his intuition
guide
to his
utter surprise
soon he
found himself
walking
in a
homeland with no trees
but a home
where his father,
mother
and
daughter
bathing
in separate
wells
with only
that of mother’s
had some comfort
for anchoring
to overcome
fear
lest they
fell over the cliff
or tumbled
into the well
while the
highway to town
hardly a
distant to walk
henry victor 06.06.2010
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