The road into the distant sky
seems untouchable, the journey seems impossible,
but this is the start, this is only the beginning,
if I choose to walk.
I return to that road whenever
direction is needed
whenever I need a reminder of the
path at my feet that I choose to forget.
How to bring ourselves to take the first step,
how to find the courage to follow the path?
Have I taken enough wrong turns,
followed enough roads to dead-ends,
spent enough time screaming into the fields,
that this is the path I am finally ready for?
Sands cover the landscape spewing steam.
The vast ocean surfaced with the grains I have discarded.
Passing through dimensions and space and time.
Passing through all matter.
I wait here on the rocky shores.
The shores of an unnamed planet.
What we have spans time.
I know beyond what the immediate senses are telling me
that you will soon emerge from the depths and upon
recognizing my presence, we can walk into the sunset
bordered by two moons.
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What we have spans time,
existing without place,
breathing with each ray of light,
captured in morning waves.
A quiet evening as the dust settles
and chaos is held at bay,
watching the sunset
with nature’s creatures.
These moments defining a life
provide peace and a bit of
knowledge grounding our place
to and within the world.
New poem from the “Beyond” series.
I awake covered in red dust
after the storm passed.
In the depths of the crater
the sun shone dimly over the edge.
I see you left without me
moving beyond the fractured surface.
There is no blame.
There is now only me.
Beyond the mountains
the sun rises on a new day.
Surrounded by unnamed peaks,
unclimbed by humans, I head off into the void.
Against an evening sunset
and blue backdrop a pair of ravens
circle, descend, and ascend a last time
before landing in pine trees beginning to green
as the last holds of winter give.
Clinging to limbs as the winds
arrive in gusts from across the lake
they call to others a few trees over
and we watch this conversation take place.
The following photos are from different days and times of Lake Superior along the North Shore.