A po-em written in the comment thread to any1mark66’s “No Words Necessary.” His comments are in italics.

. . . Alone in the wilderness is the time to empty your mind.

And fill your soul….

and stretch your spirit to the wind

And allow nature take you to where you need to be

like a dandelion or milkweed parachute

Once-in-a-lifetime happening whenever possible

float, drift, catch — settle

Turning to a grain of sand lost in the warm surf

or a dust mote hovering in a canyon or riding a mountain thermal . . .

Drifting ever closer to the distant land of dreams

chimera, ephemeral, peripheral motion

like smoke searching for it’s fire . . .

. . .It’s all about being solitary and in tune with nature

truest of trues

photograph by any1mark66