(known, unknown, unknowable)


I love to walk alone the mountains
my legs push forward fast
while I speak with friends who aren't there
and I congratulate with myself about

when for a while
the silence rules my head
I look around in awe
to explore the new world
and its unexpected wonders

then as a blossom
when the first rains come
an idea flourishes
just then
powerful happenings
bless me.

Real de Catorce, Mexico, september 2002