Where Deer Walk Unafraid
by Christopher James
WHERE DEER WALK UNAFRAID
Brother, lay down your burden.
Sister, ease your mind.
Seek out that space where the pavement ends—
sun-bleached and crumbling
with only traces of the white paint
meant to keep you in line.
You know in your heart where it is—
where the deer walk unafraid,
and birds sing with wild abandon.
Follow that siren song.
Whisper of leaves,
rubbing branches,
rattle of cattails—
down low—in the marshy places.
Tighten the straps.
Check your laces.
Set one foot in front of the other
and chase the distant thrumming of water falling from on high.