When you step off the road,
Surrender to the possibility
Of getting lost,
Let your heart decide the way.
Fifteen journeys they say
Is all it takes,
To join one thing
With another.
Faint at first,
Then insistent,
A subtle track,
A kind of declaration,
A semaphore of feet
Or fingers,
Exploring a new way
Into a hedgerow,
A boundary,
A heart.