Saturday, March 23, 2013

Walking Alone

I used to have someone to walk with me

Now I don't.

It is as if I woke one morning, stepped outside,

and the familiar was gone.

I'm bewildered.


Not knowing what to think.


So I walk.

It is better than staring at the walls.

I walk.

Four miles one day.

Six another.

I walk.

It doesn't help fill the hole.

But it gives my mind something to do with the bewilderment.

I walk.

Today, a change - I biked.

Twelve miles.

Instead of step, step, step,

pedal, pedal, pedal.

No aim.  No goal.

Only one more step.

It keeps me busy.


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