True to nature I chose the complicated hike that found me lost and turned every which way around. Stuck for hours somewhere in a long wilderness loop in the Rocky Mountain National Park. Colorado keeps calling me back, an unintended disciple. The lessons becoming easier to learn as I let myself be broken to the teaching. It’s like we’re always on the cusp of knowing, like that point in your day drinking a coffee and laughing with your best friend, or on that cerebral scatterfying acid trip when you figured out the universe, or close to climaxing- the constant verge of almost knowing. Then all is ephemeral again. Wisps of genius flowing back into the void. The curse of peering into secret ethers is forgetting all we weren’t supposed to learn.
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Orbits swirl through swans’ long nests their ivory planets clothed in down. Tens of talents left ungathered pearl yolks- the taste of gold. Revelations ripe abandoned Miracles unhatched, and fucking undersold.
Joshua KhatenaAdventurer, Author, Colorado, Colorado, Consciousness, doubt, Existentialism, Forest, Gay, hope, Lost, Mountain, National Park, Nature, Nature Photography, Path, Photography, Poem, Poetry, Questioning, soul, the Universe, Travel, wanderlust, writer