driving aged and winding dirt roads as the summer sun sets, crickets and coyotes in the distance, windows down

standing on a mountain top, those beautiful jagged peaked Selkirks

the smell of fresh mountain air, mingled with damp cedar and pine in the gentle rain

in these spaces i find peace, rest, a familiarity that runs deep

and in every day places still unfamiliar, 

in solitary moments, 

i miss you