"Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt."
~ John Muir
What mystery lurks beyond tame sidewalk,
seduces the curious out of suburbia into forest,
leads the explorer up steep Jacks Peak path,
offers 180-degree ocean vistas?
Overhead, red-headed woodpecker percussion.
Yellow ice pick beak excavates wood beetles,
bores tiny craters into sycamores, drought-stricken pines.
Spooked deer explode from coastal oak chaparral.
This feral retreat offers off-road, elevated perspective,
backcountry meditations among soaring redwoods,
thorny blackberry tangles, puddles of sorrel.
Choose the mountain lion trail. Revert to the wild.