the remembering

after hours and days and weeks of driving i was almost there

i cracked the window against the pure black night

and a stream of crystal cool mountain air poured into the car

i drank it in with my whole body and relaxed all my bones

aaaahh…i was home

not to my house. Not to my town and friends and family

but to the purity and precious harmony of the mountain wilderness


powering down the car with its electric lights and rumbling motor

i was left in the darkness

raw in the face of the cosmos

cradled between the cool black Earth and the star soaked Sky

and i remembered…

an openness in my heart…a softness in my mind…

a listening beyond my ears

a YESness in my being

and something quiet…almost unperceivable and utterly ineffable



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