Big Sur

Highway 1
Crystalline haunted sun
With the Pacific masculine crash

My little one
Enthralled by the redwoods
As I write amongst monarchs and mist

Me and Anais and Henry and Jack Kerouac
Me and the Ohlone and the Esselen, the Salinan
Me and Julia and Helmuth and Brautigan
All roads lead to Big Sur
All roads home to Big Sur

Clear celestial and frogs
Fritz in cabins of logs
Mongst the springs we are barefoot and warm’d

Me and Anais and Henry and Jack Kerouac
Me and the Ohlone and the Esselen, the Salinan
Me and Julia and Helmuth and Brautigan
All roads lead to Big Sur
All roads home to Big Sur

I am climbing on the bluff
Beseeching god to answer us
Not much distracts from our Shaman Baker’y breakfast
This water’y heartbeat by the forest

Me and Anais and Henry and Jack Kerouac
Me and the Ohlone and the Esselen, the Salinan
Me and Julia and Helmuth and Brautigan
All roads home to Big Sur

Me and Mickey and the paths high on the Molera
Me and Lolly and Bill watching a red-tailed hawk
Me and the posts take it all in through the big Ventana
All roads lead to Big Sur
All roads home to Big Sur