March 15, 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 mutual 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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