Where mountains glide across…

You think that you’ll walk through the valley
little knowing
that it is the valley that runs through your life.

the legend reads,

‘You Are Here’

that’s the only clue,

you know who you are
not where you are,

the rest of the map
is blank.
it could be a treasure map
I see no X
to mark a spot.

it’s too hot to dig
you’re too big to cry

you are here and here
you will die.

© 2020, John Smallshaw.