Candor

When the gentle breeze in the dusk

Calls me to the path I’d taken long ago,

I’ll go. Pack my suites and a wristwatch

Notebook and a pen in my hand.

I’d trudge through the dark night

Content in companions of stars and a moon

I’d silently walk the road alone again

Bracing for the unknown.

When the sun starts to rise, I’d thank

For being alive, of having seem the light

And keep relaxed but steady gaze forward

When the sun is up high and blazing

Peacefully, as if nothing cold happened

I’d throw a quick glance at back when

the sun starts to set over the horizon of

The ocean beach or clouds over mountains

Smile a smile just to smile.

4.4.2019