this is why it is good to return
birds chirping on the trees I planted
ground ivy, so good for tea, on the grass
blue sky shimmering through birches
to see old friends, still living the life
of monks & nuns
the clumsy, stubborn
claustrophobic, lonely
joyful, boring
paradoxical, Absurd
path to freedom
the wild geese somewhere, yabbering away
calling to Beyond
which is why it is good to move on