the light slips away
like a stealthy bandito
I wrap myself in a misty fog blanket
of peaceful contemplation
to write by the candlelight in my mind
dreamy from the day's hike
alive in the healing of the forest
simpatico from so many trails behind me....
even more ahead I hope
with any luck I'll go to sleep for good one day
on this trail...... one glorious day
wet brown oak leaves
and little baby pines will dance beside mossy rocks
no people will watch me....as usual
gorgeous well-maintained trails
good enough for the gray squirrel and red fox
actors in my own little disney movie.....
bulging roots make natural steps
up the hillside to the crest of my humble desires
arms swinging....legs churning.....heart working
mind happy.....lungs on fire
soul at peace.......is there really anything more ?
forest-hiker's guide to the galaxy ( there's no hitch )
forest-hiker's guide to the galaxy ( there's no hitch )
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
Re: forest-hiker's guide to the galaxy ( there's no hitch )
yes yes - in the zone, where there's no ego, just a small part of the Machine fullfilling its cosmic function
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"Falsehood flies, the Truth comes limping after it." - Jonathan Swift, ca. 1710
"Falsehood flies, the Truth comes limping after it." - Jonathan Swift, ca. 1710
Re: forest-hiker's guide to the galaxy ( there's no hitch )
I'm sure I've written about the woods....hiking.....nature ....far more than any other topic.....but I can't stop...
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
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