are there right questions
pervading and intermingled with the daily questions that
feed us to grow and expand not
outside our boundaries but to their edge so that we more easily
rightly touch
the border of the ones next door
Merton says the woods provide other questions
and answers
I say the ocean the gardens the paths through gently curving creekbeds with
the dog bounding through what will
surely transfer to me in
poison ivy and hives
ask
over and over persistent in their calling for
knowing
who it is really that lives in the house down the block
the voice over the fence
the column author tucked onto page 11 of the local small town news this
is who we are there is nothing more
no politician nor stateswoman rebel nor advocate can change that but
they sure could be a force to make it easier for all of us to more clearly
see