ZUBIN
MATHAI
author of the oarsman
Nothing Walked The Trail
November 22, 2014

I went for a hike in the hills today. I marveled at how bright the sky was and the sections cordoned off by wispy suggestions of past planes. At one point I stopped at the base of a steep mountain and looked straight up and suddenly I was not there. The rocky earth and gentle blue looked back only at themselves.