Tag: California

Small from a high vantage

Sometimes, seeing the world
From a position of power
Only makes me feel
Smaller

I love the roadways
Which hug the coastline
Where the breakers fall upon the rocks
So the sea-spray mists my windshield

I dance along the roly poly
Climb and dive and swerve and wiggle
Ocean by my side
Land rising and falling beneath my tires

I walk along the knife’s edge
Where the ends of earth and sea meet
Where the waves count out time
In the infinite coil of moments

Life adapts
To the harshest conditions
Some life even thrives there

Humans evolved
The mind to identify
The harshest conditions

Set beside the gentle brook
Which cut the mountains high above
Now settled under gentle light
I wonder at the water’s might

O’er gentle time
In nature’s flow
The lightest rain
Must downward go

There are places
In this world
So breathtaking
And exquisitely
Beautiful

Words cannot
Describe them
Even a photograph
Provides barely a whisper
Of the truth

Ocean waves
Setting sun
Endless sand
Onshore breeze

Connecting me
To all that is
To all I need

A secret:

There is nothing
So formidable
As nature

Our bombs
Our industry
Our pillaging

She will adapt
She will survive
She will flourish

Sometimes the way ahead seems clear
I try to remind myself
The path of least resistance
Always seems clear

So I wonder
Am I sure to reach my goal
At the end of this valley

When the path to my goal
Lays shrouded in mist
I forge ahead

The path may be obscured
I may lose my way
Or become disoriented