Here Now
By David Kherdian
I would like to visit
every store and window
in this town,
the last station on the road,
as I would every stone
on this path,
every pebble along the way—
to where I am destined—
Hidden from me, allowing
the events in my Being
to prepare for the final door—
that will open only then
to more than chance,
the defining moment
before the next step
into another land.
Source: https://www.amazon.com/Black-Mountain-Home-David-Kherdian/dp/1948730081
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