Peering Back

I came to an enclosure
of childhood dreams
and there recalled
my craft

Drawn onward was I
to a similar place
of innocent times
long past

What then seemed distant
a land far off
to my feet drew nigh
in moments

A new path I forged
to the dwindling pool
where birds around
made chorus

The encircling trees
their eaves do sway
from trunks steadfast
in Earth

This place of dear childhood
long absent from steps
anew it sang
hope’s birth