A New Direction
A New Direction
A phased plan
began to wind down
the old garden path—
a pathos born
from the sustained
imbalance
of an unfriendly touch.
Yet this is me
in my present direction:
seedling of every tree,
fragrance of earth's
warless soil,
silence of humankind
ushering me into the
awaited applause.
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