Full Circle

I walked down to horizon

didn’t see you there.

Just a swan

a lake

apple

pear.

At first, I didn’t see the magic of such a wonderfully delicious place

That is until I marveled at my own saving grace.

The swam

the beauty of something long forgotten

makes all the more rare

far from rotten.

The lake

just a few times glance

sure the past is where it all now stands

Forget me not the apple

so crisp so clean

full of knowledge one is quite sure to meet

The pear

wasn’t quite sure to see.

Tho I did find comfort in that fruit of a tree.