Monday, April 4, 2016

April 4, 2016 Writer's Digest PAD Challenge April 2016/ You Hike the Valley Alone

You Hike the Valley Alone

i think of you now          far away in a distant land         we are separated by

                                                                                          more than distance

you hike the valley         of the shadow of death              you do not stumble

like the hike                    years ago                                   in haversuepie arizonia

the descent was straight down      ten mile hike               in that hot canyon

                                                                                          took most of the day

we passed the mules        that carried the mail                 coming and going

the dogs ran alongside     barking at their heels                the mules' hooves

clattered on the rocks       the men yelled encouragement      hoo! hoo!

the sun beat down             the canyon like an oven          we stopped often

to rest in the shade            took our time                           slowly descending 

                                                                                           deep into the earth

the village with many trees    protected by vertical rock walls        cool at last

it is there we witnessed     dragonfly fire engine red        silently waiting

as if for us alone                stared into our eyes                 we stared back

camped near the falls         emerald green water                cascading over the rim

leaving all cares above...    on the last day                        we hiked most of the day

the hike had grown much harder     late in the afternoon          the final push

back to our waiting cars     the trail seemed to go straight up        days before

when we began                  we hardly noticed the descent       but the return assent

back to our waiting lives   was very difficult                      out of water

we stopped often                for short rests                  we found three bottles of water

gratefully we took two       we met a young man on the trail                just beginning 

                                                                                                               the ten mile hike

into the canyon                   hot as hell                                  dressed in black

with black parasol               a definite spring in his step       for all the world

he appeared to be out for a stroll       in a downtown park    the canyon floor many hours 


often wondered                  how he did                                  did he find his way

or did he turn back            for you                                         there is no turning back

your heart is strong           though broken                          you hike the valley on your own

April 4, 2016

1 comment:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Very sad, hiking the valley of death alone. Heartbroken but strong, with such a difficult passage ahead.