One early May years ago, I attended an Outward Bound program in the canyon lands of Utah. I had just met Richard and knew that everything in my world was about to change. This long anticipated challenge wound up being a before and after divide.
Toward the end of two weeks of hiking, our solo overnight came wrapped in snow. Snuggled under a rock overhang, a night of sleepless, silent solitude delivered this poem.
Awe and wonder stretched before me as the life behind me melted on that spring morning..
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A damn good poem, I like it
I loved the part about the canyon giving you sand with every meal!