Monday, March 7, 2011

Natures Patch



Day one of count down to reality ... out of nowhere there appears this patch of a cloud making its way across the desert defying the deadly updrafts. It is as if nature decided to add a shape to her already varied repertoire.

The sun is begining to approach the mountain and a hawk takes wing to the south. Sitting by the pool, basking in the afternnon sun I notice a mist over the mountains. There are no clouds persay but there is a mountain mist that looks unworldly. Could it be the mountain spirits again but this time in full day light? I think not, however it must be the evaporation of the snows as they melt in the relentless sunshine of the desert day.

Have I become entranced by this temptress, this sirene of mens souls? Yes, but it is by choice since I have come here to be suduced and swallowed for a time. Too soon must I return to the harsh realities of every day life so why not endulge and enjoy.

Day two ...

As if by wrote the desert gods have dained to give me a desert virus which has laid me low. What a terrible way to end a month in paradise I think. But then it occurs to me that this is just what I need to push me back to reality - or at least this is what I am telling myself.

So, sick but healing I gather together the remains of my stay in the desert and pack them as memories waiting for the next excursion. They will no doubt be a reminder of my 30 days of beauty but will also be a reminder that with beauty comes responsibility. You know, the Ying and Yang thing again. So back to the healing snows of Chicago and my other self.

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