The Hedge and the Forest

The Hedge and the Forest

It was a single road, straight,
not bound for two signposts at a time.
And that gave me all the time in the world
to feel the difference as I walked
between the two kinds of hedges
that held between them the road
seemingly leading to infinity
in the arduous seeking and waiting.
On the one side of the road was a continuous boundary wall,
a warning, 'trespassing not allowed,'
and the other side was lined by a simple hedge which ran
parallel to a boundless and open forest,
its secrets untouched, asking to choose between the unending road and an escape at any point,
at many points, into the density of the forest
 where nothing could be reached and nothing
was meant to be reached.