Path

Fragments, momentarily lucid.

Hey, if that's the deal, this fate's sealed, then let's just go somewhere, no, I mean right now, don't need any reason, we'll use these words and woods for paths, I'll tag along, let's go, the moment's arrived! On our way now, it will be greener soon, cooler later, there will be many trees and kinds of plant and bush, most familiar but also strange things with no name, we're both barefoot, stepping carefully through the thick flora carpet with its hidden life, you never take wild for granted, or forget to be cautious, all creatures big and small, an instinctual humility of being, the pragmatic respect that some unknown danger may always be near, our humankind always intruding someone elses domain, yet we're going farther now, continuing where no maps may guide, but the sun is still with us, or rather we are still following, we're ascending slightly now as it descends down and west from overhead, a sloping pasteur now breaks out of some woods, we pause for some moments as eyes relax, the lens widens to a broad field of possibility, there are more woods to cross at the perimeter, all directions are pathless now but sincere, more dense, more shaded in layers of transparent dreamloom, the intricate background camouflaged with subtrefuge and veils of intrigue, all the unanswered questions will remain so, while the time may be later, there are no new concerns, we think only on a good site to spend a long, starry night, among a crowd of galaxies, only grateful for the journey, then the promising dawn, let's go on a little farther still, while stray clouds pass through the highest limbs, are they following us? But not for much longer. The way is seen, the best place to rest, the last hill, a view above, schemes of blue constellations, we spark the nocturnal fire for the darkening hour.