Away

Maybe it is time 

to find new fields

to cross

new places to watch

the sun 

rising from the bed

of night

when the old roads

have been poisoned 

where these distressing 

wheels have dragged

over their surface 

leaving tracks 

like dark shadows 

I do not wish

to walk

any longer

where the darkness 

lingers 

bring me the sun 

and the ship

at the river’s edge 

that I may search

for more 

horizons.