In the valley

Last night I played under the whole moon. I watched the fog roll in and rise to the clouds that engulfed the light. Here in the sacred valley where the creeks have dried. I walked alone along a newly discovered trail.  Peppered with litter randomly. Picked some sage and horehound. I jumped from the rocks practicing agility and movement. I am the master over my body. Lost in this wilderness, time is of no essence. I am here listening to the dwindling river tell it's story. I am here because I have been called. I know not the destination, only the current path I walk. That is freedom.