I set out on a new trail again
confident only in familiarity
with the process the motion
one foot in front of the other
the slow amble giving time
to look up and wonder
why it took so long again
to shake off the cold doubt
to transform fear into hope
to breathe curiosity
and laugh with each pratfall
not caught in grace’s illusion
I step forth from my life
into the radiant world’s blur
(from a work in progress: “Arcana,” IIwands,February 26, 2014)
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