Refugees
11.29.15

What does a refugee see
when he looks at the moon?

Does he see the reflection of
bright lights on the other side?

Will he know how to create moonlit
paths in the byways of his mind?

When will he start tracing his steps
on rocks, on sand and ice?

Who will tell him that
light can ride the wind?

And that light and wind
create footsteps in time?

Where does the silvery light end?