Already ahead
Now at a run
Trying to lose or
Get lost distance
Augmented by the feigned
Tracks toward ghost mountains
Crossing streams for the trackless
Tumbling wet stones underfoot
Later in the aged wake
A boy finds the treading
Familiar ways of love
The choicest trail
And the ways of love
A study in sacrificial patience
Dreams honed out of clouds
With a sweeping hand
Joshua Hughes
17.July.2013