How
the Park Saves the Wildlife in Me
Whenever
the all night industrial street noise
surrounding my downtown Pt. Reyes apartment
keeps
me up all night, finding me desperate
for
restoration resources in the morning. .
.
I take
myself to the Bear Valley State Park
Visitor’s
Center in my ’97 Nissan van,
bought
years ago for its spacious interior--
one
that could accommodate a sleeping cot
should
I ever need that -- and find the
one
shady spot under a tree, if I am lucky.
I put
the sun screens up in the front and
back
windows, hang my hand-sewn car
curtains
on the side windows and sleep well
into
the day for as long as I need, to recover
my health,
sanity and good will.
Just
now back from a 4-hour excursion,
feeling
rested and awake, I am glad to
be alive
once more, thank the Bear Valley
State Park
for making my life, both wild
and tame, possible once more.