Scotch Ambitions
2009 November 11
Good trail run tomorrow…
Sweat out the demons, the angst, the ambiguities I create and loathe,
To overwhelm the soul with breezes, naked limbs of trees, the crunchy mud soaked leaves,
Each step a song, a way home, the trail:
a place to be, a place…Yes, that is all, a place
