Archive for February, 2011
Broken footpaths winding through boulders
opening up on a stream
A dry leaf with a curl for a sail, I’ve set into the current.
As captain, I’ve whispered my orders
Go where the pressure isn’t always on, the responsibilities aren’t always passed and the weight is only your own
The course has been set for spring, in a light simple craft, alone, and the hope to keep it that way