The suspicious odyssey of an onlooker
Wearing a broad-brimmed straw hat in the northern summer
Is reaching its climax — sometimes punctuated by peaks
Otherwise concealed by a gloomy canyon —
And is obviously slowing down
While gradually approaching a desert
A prairie on one side and a sandy land on the other
The views bewilder him who also witnesses
A river wagging its tail and a startled lizard
Too desperate to choose its path
Travel together, hurriedly vanishing into the distance
It is when a truck faster than a river rushes by
That I behold the onlooker, his bewilderment
Unconcealable by the shadow under his broad-brimmed straw hat
And his abruptly stopped journey
With an apex mingled with slight abjection
