The meadow
I walked down the road
Up ahead was a fence
When I saw that fence it made me wonder
What lay behind it
It was a low fence
I reached it and lifted my legs over it
Beyond it was a meadow
With wild yellow and pale red flowers
Popping out of the tall grass that swayed in the breeze
The meadow had some standing water
So I stopped and gazed out
To where the meadow crossed into the sky
At that moment I knew that life was endless
I would never know all the paths or all the answers
But I knew I was glad to have climbed over that fence
James Tucci
Thanksgiving Day
Thursday, November 27, 2014
Palm Bay Yacht Club, Miami, Florida