Yeah I was thinking of exactly that. The cave was an amazing place, to think it was entered in that spirit by the trail along the dry stream and up the cliff face through the narrow opening. It was hard enough to get to that it still had its mystery, tattered, but present.

Even when they shout, we do not recognize or give credence to those they speak through. We so want to be the chosen ourselves. So want the gods to echo us.

Writer, walker, poet, educator. Commercial fisherman, builder, donut maker, organic grower. Boston, U. City, Maine, South Africa, Madrid.

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