Wandering along a fence
I followed a fence row,
a starry lit path
and ended up walking
into infinity.
February 2019
Drumbeats
And the sky became like sparks
from a faraway fire.
Lit from a million suns,
the smoke drifted up the sky
On the gust of wind,
I could hear the whisper of drums beating out lost stories
of a simpler, magical time