OVER AND OUT crossing over the creek bed dry now rain stilled up the gravel drive with its few turns uphill slightly the woods all around the woods surround the wooden house the small hills stretch away composed with cracks in their sides to carry water away and breaks in their rhythm a little flatness pastureland cornfields a few still farm that figure dark with heavy clothes I see across his open fields from the shelter of trees (hidden) he walks unaware of me his step is firm his thoughts invisible his heart a mystery his step firm a deliberate walking where he is going