If you do come searching for me friend,
You might find me waiting for you here.
If you but in search a stranger send,
I may choose to not reveal or care.
Like a phantom in the woods I’ll remain,
Evading all who search only to have me.
But I could plead my captor to refrain,
From hiding a man needed, if need be.
If you can follow, there is a trail,
I left it behind, through the far woods.
Only you can read others will but fail,
Just doubting the turns with ifs and coulds.
I my friend was once where you are.
I am now there, where my dreams are.
Photo and Poem by: © Jay Kaushal