The world is in this gully.

It is all I know.

High granite walls

And gravel falls,

With the sea sky

Far below.

The world is in this mountain stream

carving its place amidst the rock.

Wind screaming through,

the morning dew

Heavy diamonds

on the moss

The world is on this narrow track

all dirt and roots and stone.

Kauri stand tall

While teardrops fall,

from looming clouds

Gray as old bone.

The world is all before me

From the saddle atop the track.

Vast and constant

and forever changing

With a speed

That nature sometimes lacks.

#1stedition