he is at an age where
ambition wants to stop
but doubts
this decision

his tired feet say
it is time to just watch time come
and go

his mind is still sharp on something
a bird which he wants to catch
a fence that he wants to jump
a boundary that he wants to cross
a river where he wants to sail
a path to follow

but the bird is as restless as the air
the fence is higher
the boundary is well guarded
and the river is flooding
and the path had long been filled with tall grass
where snakes reside

RIC S. BASTASA

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