A light somewhere far off
Running with Luca through some wild but organized forest
Is it dawn or dusk? I can’t tell from the light. But I’m scared
Thinking it’s dusk and the night is coming, how will I
Protect him from cold, the beasts, crazy hunters of all things
Good? On we put foot in front of foot, and I see he wants
To stop but a light somewhere far off is beckoning me.
I don’t want to scare him, push him beyond, the limit
And have him fall, moving too fast for his just new, too
Big feet. I recognize that clumsy sense of me in the world
In him, in me so many years gone by. I can’t believe
We’re here and this is the challenge, coerce him to go
Further because there is a light somewhere far off.
How do I let go and let him run his race, his pace
When he’s worried about the ground beneath his awkward
Feet? I’ve spent our time trying to cover the sharp edges,
Ugly flotsam of how my life has gone from shiny to dull,
Because my focus was down, the short distance from one
Foot to the next, not on a light somewhere far off.