Friday, March 1, 2013

In the shadow

The sun passes behind the ridge
and the vale is overwhelmed in shadow.

A path leads up to woods aflame,
promising warmth and golden vistas.
A path leads down 
into the cold and gathering gloom.

I take the lower path,
for the shadow promises nothing,
asks nothing,
and allows me to disappear 
for a while.

1 comment:

  1. Outstanding. I love this post. A tough call between woods-aflame and the gathering gloom. Both hold their own secrets and wonder. Both go well with a refreshing beer.