warrens of Now

evergreen-ed rain is the shoo-in favourite, but there are proxies:

heat-laden aspen whisper breezes;
northern flickers' call and response,

or afternoons like today when the canopy wears Unusual like a pheremone,
silently nudging me past that trail head and that one and that one to
an xy coordinate that never shows up on the GPS's after-scrawl

~
these are more holy Whens than Wheres
expressions of geography no more constrained by cause and effect
than Grace or coincidence

warrens of Now
where volition and fate have both taken early retirement
and the only prescriptve left is to move from human being
to Human, Being

~

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