Jul 27, 2010

Moon Over Eucalyptus Trees

(from the moon series - Camino de Santiago edition)

Tomorrow we venture out of the city, outside
of the cement structures and rushing traffic
to where you can hear the birds sing
and the rustling of the eucalyptus leaves

on the trees. Tomorrow we find smaller towns,
we stay in smaller houses, more ramshackle
and better built, we drink more water and eat less
prepared food, we use our legs and leave wheels

behind, and slowly, as we venture into the unknown
we will find what we don’t know we don’t know,
we will cross bridges that aren’t even built,
we will use doors that yet to have handles

and we will not arrive because we don’t know
what our arrival looks like at all.

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