one I found then turned around
one I walked was happenstance
the place I visit regularly hiding
waiting to be discovered alone
off the beaten path not the first
the second long pants help
my hat and sun glasses too
70Âș no shade and enough
bush whacking to feel remote
walk past beaten overgrown
secret but to the rabbit dragonfly
and me still discovering
journeying in the giant backyard
of my home parks labyrinth
searching for the entrance hiding
three starts when I saw it I
started again
though my trails change with
light of day and season
we know one another old friends
know this maze mostly hidden
its complex and circuitous route
revealing itself each dizzying step
each turn a small labyrinth within
discovery consolation compassion
reveal each step one at a time
life death one and the same
small revelation close within
at each turn new vistas within
my gaze close and beyond
bay hills pacific fog western edge
many stops then something













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