No Wander 


Time came when my wandering

ceased. There was no longer 

any place to go or get to. 


Each ascending step 

I had taken to reach 

beyond the sky, 


to my ceremonial home, 

was not unlike the ancient 

granite bedrock steps 


at Machu Picchu, 

spiraling higher 

and higher, atop 


Huayna Picchu Mountain.

I am comfortable here now, 

as I pause to rest.


©Paul Goldman April 16, 2022

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