golfosophy

between fifth green

and sixth tee

there is a long path through the woods

of birch

and oak

and aspen

and scrub brush with crimson berries

and you can hear the wind

and birds

and squirrels

as you walk along

golf ball in one hand dragging clubs with the other

and life is

this path and these trees and that ball and the wind and the sun

drifting through the shade and the stones under your feet and

your steady gait towards the next swing