Thursday, May 20, 2010

Nxai Pan, Botswana

As I circle the salt pan,
the sky unfolds before me--
a vast and humbling plain
portending magnificent shows
of color and light and sound--
the last and final cry
of the wild African day--
harsh, primal, unbridled--
the ultimate authority,
exhibitionist, proud sky.
I am less afraid than amazed,
more reverent than amused.
And as I walk my feet
leave prints next to the elephants'.

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