Moon Over the Eighth Night 2

(from the moon series - Camino de Santiago edition)

Here I wanted to read all day, I wanted
to write, I wanted to meditate on the trials
of the rough road, on the rock path
and the dirt path, on the bridges and tunnels
and the cows in the meadow and how the pain
in my legs took over and changed my walk
until I walked differently.

Here I wanted to think and stop walking
and wonder about the purple and pink
flowers luscious glow in front of the stone
wall houses with the stone tiled roofs
and the cement spikes.

Here I wanted so much but I had to let
it go as you sat down next to me juggling
and I said what the hell,
let’s get this conversation cooking.