THE PARK WAY
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Window Seat 6:30pm
I have turned a corner
into a park-lit lane
surrounded by imported trees
& shadows floating on
newly cut grass
lush & green in the dappled sun
I am Home now
in My Mind
where I can hear
a song’s refrain
& be guided
to My Ultimate Destiny
“I have turned a corner
into a park-lit lane”
The first two lines, and I’m already with you. You scoop your readers up into your arms.
Thank you Natalie — as you have isolated these lines I see their significance more clearly. Thanks.