That’s my insight right there like a stone marking the edge of the path we are on
I wish it could go on and make a boundary but then again maybe no
I prefer to head for the beach, no matter if the horizon is out of view.
Now I see someone else stone is blocking my way
Now I hear a gull streaming by
It’s not here in my head
but there , over there,
where there is meaning and a stone circle
And Now it behoves me to say. This is a good, good day.