Our Lives..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

we stop the car
upon a graveled road
beside us a row
of old trees

overlooking a
pasture where cows
graze
at the right are
mountain ranges

above them blue skies
beyond them the sea

they are on this grassy
place
vast expanse of quiet
fields

bound for the city
for our daily lives

we leave childhood in
place
with these silent
cows grazing

the rivers run towards
the sea
birds stay for a while
and then
migrate elsewhere....