The Steps Of My Life Poem by RIC BASTASA

i did not bother
actually to mind and count of
my steps
as i move forward as i climb upwards
those hills and even those
cliffs
as i go down the mountains and
slip and slide and roll and fall

as i cross rivers and sail on those
seas and hop from one island to another

how many steps? what steps?
to Life to Life
always to Life busy with life
drunk with life

you sleep on a hammock tired and
dreamy

how many steps? what steps?
how can i look back and fall again?

how can i look back and be filled with
fear from the height of this mountain that i am in?