Two Tracks


They went

From here to there

Though where there

Was, I didn’t know

Two tracks

Imprinted on




Side by side

Not close enough

To be lovers

Though, perhaps

Lovers, tired

Of closeness

Needing space

I, on my way

Saw their footsteps

Brief witness to them

Passing this way.

For soon

Sun dried grass

Will ghost their footsteps

And none will know

There were two tracks

Footsteps, that passed

This way, from

Here to there

About the author


Same sex attracted (SSA) man, who has the privilege of being a father and a grandfather. A man whose early upbringing in fundamentalistic Christianity has evolved into a strong connection with the spiritual, esoteric and philosophical branches of understanding. Finally, a person who craves the quiet stillness and deep silence of the eternal present

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By David