I’m ready.

My back is packed.

I’ve checked my all of my gear.

My preparation is complete.

The trail waits.

It waits not with urgency but understanding.

It knows nothing else but to

be present, and to exist.

My feet have longed for the

familiarity,

the peace,

and the comforts that

are pervasive with each

footfall,

with each pitch of

a tent,

with each chirp of

the midnight bird.

Every labored step to

the next summit

leans towards a subsequent

descent,

with each stride is a

push towards enlightenment.

Find your path and follow it.