Labyrinth

labyrinth

by Trish Cozart

We cannot see
as the bird sees–
the cambers and turns,
which make the journey change
and cut sharply.
How hasty or
extended our steps
before we must
turn again.
We learn to fear–
anticipate the next
corner even before
it comes. As if a monster
stands behind each
wall ready to state the end
instead of embracing
the whole journey,
as only the bird does.

 

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