froogy, ain't it ?

the stream gurgles by as I sit on the rock, idly fingering the matches
in my pocket.been a whole week now.
my camera conked off early in the trip. didn't take the fall into the water
too well. weakling. now i just remind myself to take a 'snap' mentally
each time I come across a breathtakingly splendid piece of scenery
and then file it away hoping I'd be able to recall it sometime later.
hmphh, later is another place, but there's so much to see and feel and do
here now. like the cold air under my eyes and the woodsmokes'
dance with the breeze. makes me wonder , and sound suspiciously
like a Led Zeppelin song.
the words 'cosmic waiting room' rings a bell...