This is the season
for disappearing.
Slip away
to where no one knows
to find you.
Meet yourself
right where you’ve always hungered
to be met.
Now’s the time to cheat
on all the names
you’ve taught the world to call you,
to be unfaithful
to who you thought you wanted
to become.
Plan a hundred
secret rendezvous
with the delicious stranger
you’re discovering
yourself to be.
Don’t tell a soul what you’re doing
or where it is you go at all hours.
Be clandestine.
Protect the source.
This is a poem from my new book, The Wilderness That Bears Your Name.
The poems in this book walk with you through seasons of heartbreak, rebirth, and homecoming. Check out all the details and see where to buy it here: