from this week, 2014 (I was 69)
Yosemite
Another solitary walk from Happy Isles
above the back road on the horse trail through
the trees
following the Merced whose flow is the
predominant sound
and the only traffic is the half-hourly valley
shuttle bus
The occasional meeting with bobcat or coyote
introduces a cautious trepidation and rapid
assessment
of escape routes acknowledging possible danger
even from minor beast or minor man
I imagine ventures of Miwok children playing
among these boulders two hundred years ago
where now a family of four deer cross my path
with the presumption of protection a National
Park provides
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