Ghost Ranch Hike


Ghost Ranch
Originally uploaded by p2son.

I communed
with spirits today–
some may say
with ghosts.

I saw echoes of O’Keefe
in the New Mexican red, purple hills.

I climbed Chimney Rock with Russell,
a lost artist I hope to find in me
who will perhaps speak through me one day.

Another ghost strode ahead of us,
Resolute, Resplendent in intellect and art.
I rushed forward to reach him
as he spread himself thin
among the snowy clouds.

Georgia offered a rare smile,
one so often trapped in her wealth of wrinkles,
and took my hand.

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