Written 7/9/23 after second open heart surgery
The road home
turns, twists
on rugged ground.
You stumble you fall
Don’t look back—
to where you left the door ajar
to let the light in
gradually becoming aware
you would be leaving the place
where you were you—
belonging
Don’t look ahead
It is hard now
You are here
on the road to another place
not far but long to travel
on unfamiliar terrain
not knowing who you will be
when you arrive
Keep going
the winding road
Is illuminated by stars
that no longer exist
Don’t look back
