Instructions to Myself

I stay tethered when walking

where brambles send out

tentacles and the suck of the sea

pulls sand into waves

that carve letters onto a beach

eroded by storms 

I remain on firm ground

Find flowers in rock cracks

and reflections in ponds

sprouting water lilies

I stay wary of the voice calling

to follow a different path

and remain where light ignites

each footfall and path