Have you gazed on naked grandeur where there is nothing else to gaze on,
Set pieces and drop-curtain scenes galore,
Big mountains heaved to heaven, which the blinding sunsets blazon,
Black canyons where the rapids rip and roar?
Have you swept the visioned valley with the green stream streaking through it,
Searched the Vastness for a something you have lost?
Have you strung your soul to silence?
Then for God’s sake go and do it;
Hear the challenge, learn the lesson, pay the cost.
Is that what I’ve unknowingly come to do -- to pay the cost before a thousand set of steely black eyes watching my every move? If I take one more step, they will cower for cover behind the rocky ledge, another step and they will toss themselves right off the edge of Costa Rica into the Pacific tide.