Menauhant Road

Along Menauhant Road,
on one side the lesser known beach,
on the other the tidal pond,
a walker,
along the road
in summer heat
in winter cold
in spring and in fall.

Full trees,
bare trees,
high tide,
low tide,
summer noises,
winter loneliness.

He is here and
he's away.
In the salad of his mind,
what is now,
what was then,
what might be,
all mingle.