I started down this road early today
cup in hand and warmth in the belly.
Blindness quickly overcame me
but still I walk, oh yes,
I walk like the earth circles the sun—
I walk on.
None to guide me,
only noise and smell—
wind pushing me, rain washing ashes from my feet.
I know your face is in the world.
How will I find you, still as you are and
hidden in tall grasses? How will I meet you?
I am listening for your little song.
I am walking to you now.