Motions of a Life without a Theme

The trails I took,

the camp-fires I left behind,

the rocks I turned,

the trees I marked,

the rivers I crossed,

the mountains I climbed,

the seeds I scattered,

the echoes I caused,

the grass I slept on,

the poems I wrote.

They’re all a part of a theme

which I’ve yet to decipher.

© Ernesto González, 2009

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