Tag: gravel path

Watching Sunsets

Simple really,

sitting on a hill,

gravel path leading

to my favorite observation

tower, leading my mind

beyond the moment before.

I’d climb the steps

knowing I’d reach the top,

sitting above the trees

landscape below.

I could look forever up there

and still be standing alone,

my thoughts my own,

my world around me.

Still no answers

I’ll decide when to leave.

There is that guttural feeling,

the slippery slope

of wondering what if

instead of knowing why.

I’d watch sunsets

all day long

if the time ever allowed

beyond that one setting sun,

began another evening

of watching my fears

dance around in my head.

Gaze along the treeline,

looking hard to see my home,

never finding anything

reminds me of that one time,

when in the heat of summer

I could feel the world around me,

hanging tight to the rail

of my favorite observation tower,

thinking about the gravel path

got me where I needed to be.