I'm Here

10/30/2016 - 3:03 PM : Camp, Death Valley National Park

The wind tears through the valley. A casual walk on the desert floor has become a turbulent battle for stability. Light flickers through small openings on in the otherwise dark clouds that hover above. My spirit echoes the atmosphere.

My mind’s desolate…I reach out but can’t seem to find You. This weathered expression reflects the ambience of my surroundings. 

The bushes chaotically wave their arms as if to capture my attention. 

“Are you there?”

“I’m here.”

Oh how the seasons change. My perception betrays me. I have eyes but cannot see. A whirlwind distracts me from the gentle melody.

“Are You there?”

“I’m here.”