Lately I cannot imagine a better way to spend a

whole ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? entire ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?? day

than walking through the wilds, letting my mind unwind, spin

itself to still, legs still moving, heart pulling uphill,

experiencing the day become itself through the forest, fern

on the dance floor, feeling the sun summer itself

along the bottom of the creek bed, then unfold back

down into sunset, then into night, leaving

me, legs still walking, with the trees and the

darkening trail, stars, frogsong.

I can’t wait for summer backpacking season!