wilderness
“There was set before me a mighty hill,
And long days I climbed
Through regions of snow.
When I had before me the summit-view,
It seemed that my labor
Had been to see gardens
Lying at impossible distances.”
The Black Riders
And Other Lines
Stephen Crane
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“...to see gardens lying at impossible distances.”
The land
somehow familiar yet distant,
forbidden,
unexplored.
A Wilderness,
a huge vista seen from an interior eye.
It is the initial confrontation
of the paradigm,
a panoramic expanse overwhelmingly beautiful and powerfully unfathomable in its complexity of detail
yet
with an inexplicably inviting
impression of simplicity.
It is
a place of adventure
and calm;
it is
as it explains
itself
to
the witness of a child,
to the emerging individual spirit.
dm