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So Many Steps Forgotten

So Many Steps Forgotten




by Ed Novick




So many steps forgotten


Each with rhythmic ease


The many miles wandered


On carefully cadenced knees.




So simple a maneuver


Presupposed before it’s done.


I know the moves instinctively


And have since I was one.




Since days I began walking


I’ve grown mindless of the task.


And just how many steps I’ve took


I’ve got no one to ask.




Each stride gone to oblivion


But not the places been


Moments between have fleeted by


Again, never to be seen.




The many paths I’ve trampled on,


The many roads I’ve walked.


The many thoughts I’ve thought of


And the friends with whom I’ve talked.




All the times spent going nowhere


On foot, from place to place.


The times pursuing something more


By running in the race.




Each step just takes me closer


To where, I do not know.


But in the end I’ll forget every precious step


And to the Lord, on wings, I’ll go.


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So Many Steps Forgotten




by Ed Novick




So many steps forgotten


Each with rhythmic ease


The many miles wandered


On carefully cadenced knees.




So simple a maneuver


Presupposed before it’s done.


I know the moves instinctively


And have since I was one.




Since days I began walking


I’ve grown mindless of the task.


And just how many steps I’ve took


I’ve got no one to ask.




Each stride gone to oblivion


But not the places been


Moments between have fleeted by


Again, never to be seen.




The many paths I’ve trampled on,


The many roads I’ve walked.


The many thoughts I’ve thought of


And the friends with whom I’ve talked.




All the times spent going nowhere


On foot, from place to place.


The times pursuing something more


By running in the race.




Each step just takes me closer


To where, I do not know.


But in the end I’ll forget every precious step


And to the Lord, on wings, I’ll go.