Bamboo Song
the wind beats its song
on the bamboo
playing along
with the raindrops
a private serenade
just for me
the whistle of the train
stops
me in my tracks
i turn my head
for one more look back
life in retrograde
clinging to the past
time to put
one foot
out
in front
of
the other
and keep on
moving
until i find air
i can breathe
and a future
i can see
(December 10, 2008)
