Do not take my strangeness

With distance of mind

Do not hold it against me

That often I find

It an inability to put

In to words those

Things I do see

And feel within my


For to give explanation

Is to depart from

That thing that drives


In the direction that

I do not see

But follow with my

Mind’s eye closed

For such is my motivation

That only heaven knows

My destination

Beach comber wondering in and out

Of the rocks

Trying to avoid those pot holes

And somehow by luck

Making it back to the shore

Looking back at the distance

How I made it thus far

I am not so sure

Climbing stumbling and sometimes

With a fall

I have travelled this distance

And look back and call

To those I see far off

But were once with me

No left behind in the safety

Of the hillside

I wave goodbye once again

As of into the distance

I roam