Mr. Mann Discovers Learning

Mark this path with red flags.
There are no wrong turns.
Everything here counts, even
breathing. Deep patches
mar the face of the moon.
The trees beckon. They
are so dark. We can
start hand in hand.
Or, the surf crashes
over our heads. At one time
you had a mother. Earth
and sky never leave you alone.
At the end, crows gather.
They are stunning
in their speech.