Sunday, March 19, 2017

Running Free

Running Free

Our paths would intersect
short conversations ensued
his youthful dreams and plans
entered my quiet panorama
as the field of our talks..
Then a quick good-bye 
he on his slower walk..
The far Peak and this Park
frames my memory of our meetings..
 Opportunity and transcendence
perform their dance until
each finds himself
Running Free... 

~~Charles Coon
(on the accidental death of
a young friend, Jacob Busch..)

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