It was another beautiful day on the trail yesterday. The high reached 46 degrees and the overnight low was a pleasant 36 degrees. It was 41 degrees and hazy at observation. The trails are in great shape. It looks like it'll be another gorgeous day for a hike.
These colours possess me. It's as if the stardust within me and the cosmos without are seamless, and stripped bare, looking one another face to face. These invisible barriers dissolve and all is one. The sacred puts her hand upon my shoulder and I exist outside myself, peek over my shoulder and laugh at the absurdity of all my worldly concerns. They simply dissolve in this sublimity. Jim Harrison wrote that 'what cannot be said will be wept'. It's all too much sometimes.