When I Walk Away

by Linda Meg Frith

I’ve been walking for half a century
gazing at the horizon and imagining
I’m walking toward marriage or a career.
I began walking with pregnancies
young children and the fine art of letting go.

Now I am walking under the influence
of aging, masked as wisdom
I walk according to a grand design
but never against time, circumstance
shadows or darkness.

I walk in silence and meditate
I walk deliberately with long strides
and I walk purposefully.
At times I walk around in circles
according to my own patterns.

Someday I will walk into the sunset
And you will know I have walked away.