Saturday, December 6, 2014

Walking The Land

WALKING THE LAND - Kevin Ireland

The hardest move on the worst journey
is the first step you place inside
an earlier footprint in the mind,

and the useless baggage you have to dump
along the way is always the burden
you thought you have left behind

The marks that you intend to leave to blaze
the route, in case you need to double back,
signal neither place nor stage:

they are simply new daubs on the old signs 
of journeys taken down the worn tracks
of some earlier age.

There is no other way but to go tapping along
with a twisted stick, stumbling on rut
and stone, as you walk the land,

with your sole guide the stars, and the map
etched in the creases of the calluses
cupped in the palms of your hands.

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