Hiking in the Southwest—
Canyonlands, Death Valley—
I sometimes find myself in certain spots
where I realize
that, if I walked past this red wall and a little farther,
my chances of finding my way back would approach zero.
Everything looks different from the other side,
or, more terrifyingly,
everything looks the same.
Canyonlands, Death Valley—
I sometimes find myself in certain spots
where I realize
that, if I walked past this red wall and a little farther,
my chances of finding my way back would approach zero.
Everything looks different from the other side,
or, more terrifyingly,
everything looks the same.
The whole universe is like that,
as you stand on ground zero,
the only point from which the universe can be mapped.
as you stand on ground zero,
the only point from which the universe can be mapped.
I often dream of walking off,
past a huge gray hospital building maybe,
and taking a vanishing path
into a prospect of red buttes.
Sometimes I’m trapped on the top of one high butte
without a way
to get back to the ground.
past a huge gray hospital building maybe,
and taking a vanishing path
into a prospect of red buttes.
Sometimes I’m trapped on the top of one high butte
without a way
to get back to the ground.
What wakes me from such a dream?
After such dreams, I devoutly hope