Yosemite

Between sheer walls
Overhanging the meadows
And a river of memories,
You confront me
And break into my heart.

I've scaled your precipices,
Following the wind
Through and beyond your pines -
That crowd accompanies me -
As you bring me to you;
My refuge of sweetness.

For a season (a lifetime)
I lived in your womb:
This place - could it have eyes? -
Has seen through me
And seen me through
Though indifferent to my fate.
Why do I love you so?

A different light strips you
Through the day,
And joys other than mine
May lie against you,
Yet my search for harmony
Is ended in you.