First Mark

first published in Outburst

With this first mark, I make a path — stepping stone words  through an otherwise empty space.

With this repetition, I strengthen, widening the space, invite others to follow.

Now that the path has been drawn,
— the questions.  Why here? Why now?

Each new poem exploring, this wondrous garden, where we weeds have grown.

©Niall OConnor 2013