The road
it takes a life
to follow
aglow with virgin snow
goes on and on through
worlds no one knows
goes on and on through
woods full of stones
dropped to lead us home
and in those
storms it’s all
we can allow
when doubt falls, throws down
curtains of dusk
sent to silence
and blind us
but life cares for itself, unjust
goes on and on through
would-haves, should-haves
and if it could, life would let us
live forever,
so if ever it holds us
back, remember life
and how its wounds transcend what
goes on and on through
bad loves, bad habits,
and if we understood this, life would grant us
permission to fail
pouring into them
salt to savour where
men have dared and many died of
those moments, as if meant to
show how fleeting time is
and remind us the hole is where the heart is.