is there such a thing as too much beauty?
i'm on overload
and feel I'm losing the ability to absorb
like a waterlogged sponge
I feel the need to ration it -
to dole it out in measured doses
so I can comprehend the essence
of each new vista, slowly...
let it drip
deep into the hidden recesses of my being
like an intravenous elixir
until i meld with the energy that surrounds me
then spread it on the bread
that is my everyday life
my cup runneth over
(written recently while traveling the Ouray - Silverton Million Dollar Highway)