Many Miles
Many miles I walked and walked.
I tried to reach you in the haze.
Your words like hail in a windy storm
I could only deflect to find my way.
You were all like marching soldiers
Doing everything you were told.
Your conscience swept away in floods
That passed me watching on the shoreline.
Your denial was as deep as the ocean
Where murky rivers of problems met.
I learned in waves of testy turmoil
Those very many miles I walked,
It was time to go, for you to swim.
Sometimes letting go is the only way
To see and for the haze to finally dissipate.
Heidi Sands
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2016
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