no exit

one way out

enter by distraction or

unrecognized intention

not far away

traffic’s steady flow

here though

senses stir behind

a gossamer veil in sway

a muted awakening

a hum or whisper

slowed heart beat

in rhythm with soft

steps through damp grass

between agreed upon

boundaries marked

with subtlety of foliage

or wordless ‘keep out’ enclosure

I claim ownership to none

yet come to pause

near a weather grey picnic table

bask in the late afternoon light

watch clouds cross

this pale blue September sky

circle the looming presence

of a great Garry Oak memory tree

yet come to stroll

narrow paths between

bounty of life unseen

to view the fruits of

others’ love and labour and time

to listen for a familiar rhythm

to clear my world weary mind~