Saturday, April 28, 2018

when you first hear the waterfall


Six months in the forest of hike twenty miles to the next shelter or build your own.

Dear photographer, I like your photo.


Bugs, rain, a tent coffin, eyes open, ears open, watch your step. There's a sign. Oh please let it be that we're coming up on a town. A bed. A shower. A place to dry our shoes.


Today I am grateful for a town, a bed, a shower, a place to dry my shoes.


You would not be listening to music but if you were, you would be listening to this.









No comments: