Even when you’re lost
The land knows you, even when you are lost
In its veins flows your blood
Your spirit embedded in the trees
The voices in the rarified air trapped
You hear calling out to yourself fair and free
The memories since childhood sealed
The water knows you too, even when you are lost
Liquid senses flow into being
Your feet washed clean off travails
The rivers, ponds, lakes act as hosts
Recording the stories of your travels
You know and are now willing
You are not lost anymore
Hour 14