Marilyn Hammick | The path taken

I look up from the stony path we chose.
As always, you are far ahead of me
reaching the place where the land goes
up and up, and looking out, the sea
is everything. That much I know.
Our mind-maps may have intersected
for most of my past but where you go
now is your secret.
 
All I can do is look up once more
at the finest of you, catching the lift
of the wind as it pounds the shore.
I hold out my hands for your final gift
unboxed, unwrapped
boundless
 
 
Marilyn Hammick
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