Nevertheless, this valley’s a secret
that’s lost its key. Locked. Forgotten.
There’s a river down there but you
can’t see it. It’s down below the soil,
and not a spot of it can be seen from
where I stand. But it’s a riverbed,
nevertheless. I’d like to up and vanish
like that. Do without myself in much
the same way as you might slip off
your shoes after a long day. I’d Just
slip into green hills and endless sky.
Nevertheless, it is what it is.