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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