Susan LaffertySometimes we want to chart the future. Check out the land first. See if it’s a good fit.
And while the fruit is inviting, enemies can seem awfully big. Cities and their barriers, overwhelming.
So we hem and haw. Hesitate to go.
Step back from the border.
Night sky. Stars lost in the city’s loud light.
Raised in a large urban center, I look back on my childhood. And remember something different.
Limited electricity. Unpredictable outages.
Frequent darkness in the evenings.
And stars.
Dawn. And I’m walking on a path interrupted by roots. Stumbling on acorns hidden beneath fallen leaves.
The way feels uneven.
Unpredictable.
I can’t look up. In the grey. Before full light reveals.
