Marc Mosko, 1996
It makes no sense to hurry to places, for time is everywhere.
Time's where you've been, it's where you are, time is where you are going.
It makes no sense to hurry through time, for time is everywhere.
Time's in the trees, it's in the earth, time is in the air.
Time rides the crests of river currents, moving towards itself.
Time is in their sound, endlessly repeating upon itself.
It makes no sense to hurry to places, for it makes no more time;
You only perceive less of it.
Overgrown, taken along Dipsea trail at
Muir Woods. Photo by Marc Mosko.
The sign reads, "Trail closed to restore to nature."
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