I recognize myself on the road,
in the stillness of nature.
The horizon is clear.
I recognize my reflection as my blades chisel the
frozen face of the river, rushing underneath the ice
filled with cold, racing fish.
I recognize evergreens growing old with me
Like memories on the riverside.
Without love, one can’t live in solitude.
I’ve recognized the world holding me back from myself.
Opening up, swallowing me
into stores and banks.
I’ve recognized there is more in
store for me on abandoned river banks.
The sun behind the grey skin of the sky in the winter
in this landscape- in the ball-room of my heart.
Another lone dancer,
Halfway down the road.