walking quietly.

and after so much slow movement, i ride home from portland oregon in a car~ the land a blur of blue, just outside the glass. amazing the distance one can go in a day with our modern machines. and what does one say after living a life in a month? days of such patient wandering. after drifting off to sleep amidst the calling of coyotes. and where are they now jefferson? where have my dear coyotes gone, and have the lions ever shown their faces? riding bicycles into parked cars to avoid certain death by other cars rocketing down the highway. falling. more than once. walking one's bike for miles on the freeway with a shredded tire. gary and pete and ted and andre and dave of course. oh dave, sweet dave. i missed him before he left. but today calls as it always does. our lives are here and now. today. how difficult not to long for yesterday or tomorrow. and coming home from any trip is such a complex handful of emotions. so deeply happy to be home, and yet wishing to go and go and go for as long as time exists. oh but life calls. today. tonight i will see a film. and i will walk. and walk and walk and walk, feeling quiet.

Posted by jeff at August 7, 2003 07:21 PM

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