I’ll go
In whatever direction
The road allows,
I’ve read Cormac’s piece
And learned much from it,
Each horizon has
It’s own platitudes
And colorful paint-by-numbers,
There’s hope in a new place
In the unfamiliar realm
Within a territory
Outside of knowable comfort,
There’s hope.
(Photo taken by me.)
© Eric Keegan 2020
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