Pause on descent through soaring sandstone walls of Red Rock Canyon.
For real -- feel morning's copper glow on sweaty face.
No app for that.
Home to laptop! Hurry-hurry, hang on tight -- thoughts boiled to surface on ascent, like:
Canyon magic worth writing about comes from paying attention in the canyon, not pondering what needs to be said.
Too much invades, distorts, discolors experience -- plans, ambition, worry, words, eyes on path instead of view.
Where trail fades to street, parkland to property, a gift --
Floating above. Gesture firm, calm. Reminder, presence --
Only let in what gives you peace.