Simplicity

I took a walk today

Down an old dirt road. 

The snowcapped mountains rose regally in the distance,

While all around me, the hills shifted and dipped 

As if they were castles in a little boy's sandbox. 

The only thing larger than the flat land stretching out before me, 

Was the blue sky with the clouds billowing above me. 

A black spotted dog 

Abandoned his duty 

Overseeing the work of a tractor

To come say hi to me. 

I was flattered, 

But told him he should go back to where he came from. 

Still I kept walking

Down that old dirt road. 

The pebbles crunched beneath my feet. 

From there I could see the interstate.

A long way off. 

I could see the cars driving

Somewhere they needed to go,

To do something they needed to do. 

There was nothing I needed to do today. 

I wasn't worried for any cars;

I walked in the middle of the dirt road

Because I could.

I followed the curve

Of that old dirt road. 

Faces errupted in my mind

One at a time:

Old faces of family that I love

And left behind to come here.

New faces of friends that I met 

In the last several days. 

Unfamiliar faces that will have a name and a story

By the end of the summer. 

I kept walking. 

I did not give much worry for where I was going. 

But it didn't matter. 

All I knew is I was still on the same road I had started on, 

And that was the same way I would return.