Infinity

Early morning, driving from the Grand Canyon through Arizona along the 89, to the 160.

I tried to catch a sunrise in the desert on this particular morning, and got up at 3:30am. I didn't make it to the desert in time, but made it to this sun-swept field when the sun was still in its baby years. I saw horses grazing in the gold, and felt stunned at the way the light lit up the world. I took picture after picture, running from place to place with a floating heart while my Honda purred on the shoulder.

Let morning be eternal; let me remember this dancing moment. Let me remember that, at my furthest point away from home, I was already experiencing something of a wonderful, open, shimmering, eternal abode.

This picture makes me feel free.