“Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth

Are never alone or weary of life.”

Rachel Carson

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A winter’s day in Utah

Not another soul around

Walking in the wilderness

Blissful serenity I had found

Soft white snow upon the red rocks

Icy water rushing past me in the creek

A much needed break from civilization

I had found another haven that I did seek

Soon a red-tailed hawk soars overhead

And a mule deer comes down for a drink

And a curious rabbit peers from the pines

I am truly not as alone as some might think

But these winged and hoofed and furred creatures

Do not attempt to bother me or disturb my serenity

They watch me and I observe them for quite awhile

And then I journey on - my heart now filled with glee

Here in this vibrant undisturbed ancient land

Gloriously unmolested for countless centuries

On soil where ancient peoples once wandered

Viewing the same glorious wonders I did see

A serene and solitary sojourn through our natural world

Always manages to soothe my world weary heart and soul

And on each and every journey into our planet’s wild places

I am awed by splendors that are ancient magnificent and bold

A winter’s day in Utah

Not another soul around

Walking in the wilderness

Blissful serenity I had found

©2006, Ed Kostro