there is a giant void I stand over
its vapors enfold me in heat
trees tower over me
night falls around me
dusk still air I breathe
there is a spirit here
it holds, and waits for all
shadows claim the hillside
pine needles over moon glow
surrounded by nature’s sounds
colors fade away
an infinite sadness wells from below
never can you imagine
this inspiration felt
never can you see
just where I am
From – Alternate Visions
ponart
Copyright 2000
Patrick M. O’Neil
Full image – Big Pine Lakes backpack, 2008
