Pandemic Privacy

(a throwback from lockdown)

I looked for a spot off the trail that I could climb to.  I needed privacy and protection from the human noises of the world.

I climbed up, around pine trees and other trees whose names I do not know.  Finally, I found my sunlit spot behind a boulder, a place that could cradle me, like an easy chair formed by the earth.

Deep breaths. Looked at the wide, blue Colorado sky.  Bright sun.  Clouds? I can’t remember.

The smell?  My favorite, the one I hope to smell the moment my spirit leaves my body, or however that works when we die.  It was warm pine, which smells like sunshine and earth. It’s a reassuring smell.

Birds chirped.   A fly landed on my leg.  I let the ants crawl on my hands.

Release, 

        finally.


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