It Has Certainly Been Some Time

Funny how the feet
walk miles of earth
in circles so tight.

I am giving up the water
for the mountain.

The sand and sun
for the hill.

I wonder what I'll find there.

If it be they, he, she, we,
or isolation dense and delicious.

Another episode.
Another chapter.

A different brush.
A familiar palette.

Last night I sat in similar surroundings
with warm hearts,
Glassware, silver,
and smiling eyes.

I was home.

I left one year ago
to find that place
and when I returned
it had been there all along.

It was here.
It was us.