From a high vantage
I scour the world below
Seeking the scattered points of reference
By which I’ll find my way
When I visit the low ground
I scour the world below
Seeking the scattered points of reference
By which I’ll find my way
When I visit the low ground
From the ground
I cannot recognize them
And lose my way
Seeking, what I cannot find
Seeking what I cannot even remember
In a darkness
Which always gives way
To light
And remembering
Valley of the Gods
Highway 261
Utah, United States of America
Highway 261
Utah, United States of America
Taken during travels, 1995
This poem is an allusion to reincarnation, but in particular to the time passing between incarnations, when we are planning what we want to experience in the next incarnation.
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