The didjeridu rumbles under my fingertips
A rumble which extends down into my chest
Thrums under my sternum
My body, electric, vibrates with the energy of life
Aum, it says
Aum, it says
I love it so much
I tend to find it
Where others see only the everyday
Only the expected
And then we rested
Ate and slept a little
Then rose
Rose up in the dark
And then we climbed
And climbed some more
Torches in our hands
Footfalls stiff
On granite cold
I assure
Their voices
Are heard
I speak for them
When they cannot
Speak for themselves
We approached the ziggurat
Towing over thirty feet of living space
Exiting
The Valley of the Gods
Switchbacks, gravel and steep grades
More than a thousand feet straight up
I wondered
At the wisdom of this drive
Then the thought
Each adventure ever had
Begins with
Just a little bit of faith
With their first step
Began their song
Which made the land
I stand upon