those who travel by land

Rick Chastain
Nov 20, 2018 · 1 min read

There’s a band of thin light

at the curve of the world

reaching into the forest,

flowing over the sage

rising with the still blue morning,

bringing the day’s

portion of earthly grace.

You may

lie here

for only a moment,

rest only as long,

to be living again.

You can

get there

only by running,

you may only arrive

empty handed.

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Rick Chastain

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Read. Write. Love the wilderness.

Poets Unlimited

Six Years of poetry-only content, mostly published daily, but no longer operating. PoetsUnlimited was diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. It was diverse and original, and always free-to-read by all. The poetry remains available for reader access.