The Path on the Downs
THE path slips sideways; clodsrumble down the slope.Perhaps it's time to stop awhile,take stock; though what I hopeto find might end in tears: a contemplation of those wasted years.
It seems all paths , like this,
have led to nowhere,
except to dreams that could not last.
Now I can only stand and stare
out across the world below,
as if distance could reclaim the past.
John Tatum