This Field Is Unknown
feels like –
i am flying
using instruments only
no visual clues
but this is not about loneliness
or unsteadiness
or even recklessness
it is about the new
feels like –
i am mountaineering
but without a guide
making my way without connection
the top,
the sum of my direction
but,
there is no connection
just looking for boundaries and path
do i trust me
when i cannot touch the sides
if i am a law unto myself
which part of me do i trust
and how do i confide
because at present –
all i do is plough on
this field is unknown
under this new sun which has now shone
James Garratt – Saturday 11th March 2023
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This Field Is Unknown – Written Saturday 11th March 2023 (Aged 48)
