Breadcrumbs

Breadcrumbs
I’m leaving parts of myself
on the road
from Here—
to There.

Perhaps,
I/They/We will
Grow into trees,
my/our little seedlings,
Becoming more to others than
to myself.
(I would like that:
being the branch to a bird’s nest,
or
the shade to another weary traveler.)

Follow me—
(like Breadcrumbs)
to find me.
(Just like Hansel and Gretel.)

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