I stand flat footed and wonder

Wonder as I look

Look up

Up top where my future exists

Exists in a way I can’t imagine

Imagine short gnarled pines, still standing

Standing in silky blowing grass

Grass at my feet

Feet I question if can carry

Carry this body

Body driven by a tired mind

Mind searching for remedy

Remedy in hope

Hope

Hope ignites a tired mind

Mind drives this body

Body moved by unquestionable feet

Feet, gnarled, still standing

Standing in blowing grass as I imagine

Imagine as I look

Look down

Down where I used to exist