The Layers ~ Stanley Kunitz

"I have walked through many lives,
some of them my own,
and I am no who I was,
though some principle of being
abides, from which I struggle not to stray.
When I look behind,
as I am compelled to look
before I can gather strength
to proceed on my journey,
I see the milestones dwindling
toward the horizon
and the slow fires trailing
from the abandoned camp-sites,
over which scavenger angels
wheel on heavy wings."

Stanley Kunitz reads the entire poem on the link here: