At the Border of the Unknown

California Sierras -  Piute Pass 20aug12

A feeling I know

A feeling I have had before,

Arriving at the border

Of the unknown,

Where the air is charged

And the sun casts

Black shadows,

Where the sky surrounds

And the earth curves away.

It is a moment

And it is timeless,

A pause pregnant

With every possibility.

It is the gate

Of life and death,

A place where

Reunion with the eternal

Part of oneself awaits.

A shiver ripples

Up my spine and I know

I must step forward

Through the door.

A deep breath. . .

And I step forward

On the path.

By | 2014-10-12T12:15:05+00:00 October 12th, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Solitude - Nature, Uncategorized|

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