Leaving Bean Creek

[transcribed from my journal, 5/31/13]

Heartfelt goodbyes

Gazing through their eyes into the souls beneath

Arms crossed across our backs

Feeling the heartbeat of our family

We bid adieu to Bean Creek and push on

Wolverine Road turns to gravel after a mile

While we stop to fix bikes

And commune with crows

Their dialect more guttural than I’m used to

Perhaps the difference between City Folk and Mountain Folk

Insistently crying, caw-caw…caw-caw…caw-caw

The forest birds pick up the call

In part or in whole

As we part the trees with our own road song

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