Life in the Woods

In the cold falling of autumn
one true thought leaps up like a spark
like a defiant child
young and vigorous
birthed in my upper womb

Deliberately I choose
I follow the trajectory of this spark
seeing things from bottom to top
digging from cellar to ceiling

And I find I am no sibyl
no seer for all of my seeing

But in the here and now
what do any of us want to know
except who we love
and why

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