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September 28, 2023


I miss Seattle rain and the snows of Mt. Rainier and Kilimanjaro
nature is so beautiful

I am wandering through a silent forest 

when all of a sudden CRACK! and there’s TIMBER!

a tree falls in the forest and I’m not sure 

if I heard a noise or not

Pacific Coast Highway; parting is such sorrow 

hitchhiking on a resplendent day

browns and yellows, oranges and reds - 

crayon the canyon

monument valley; monuments perhaps from god

or bequeathed by gods unknown

a big sky, an old town, and a cold coca-cola 

at the practically empty cafe

except for me and a waitress named Wanda

and some cook in the kitchen who I hear 

but never do see 

I always expect the worst and hope for the best 

the reality usually somewhere in between 

a cool breeze, a light rain

all is right with the universe from my vantage point 

as I sit down under a group of dripping pines