Bridalveil Falls in Yosemite Valley is the second most popular waterfall in Yosemite National Park. Before plummeting the 620 feet, the water travels 10 miles from Ostrander Lake located in the high country. Many recognize Bridalveil Falls from photographs of Tunnel View.

While hiking around Lake Sabrina—just outside of the city of Bishop, CA— in the winter, I sat down to watch the sun poke out from behind the range in the distance. As the wind picked up, I hunkered behind a rock to write this poem. Lake Sabrina is a summer destination that keeps holds water for Los Angeles. In this poem, I review an internal dialogue I have with myself about the human race.

As a photographer, my main focus is to chase light. A mentor of mine described photographers as the “Seekers of Light”. While I must admit, the majority of my work is focused more on the moment than light, I will say that my favorite photographs are those with unique light. Regardless, the purpose of the poem is to dive into what makes us human, keeping in mind the cycles of life. Hoping to highlight the daily as well as yearly cycles we all encounter, putting into perspective the one, hopefully long, cycle of life we are all living.

Chaos, uncertainty, fear. Most would say,

“You’re lost.”

However, I am just now beginning to find myself.

This world is like a blur, moving so quickly, it is hard to focus.

Click here, double-tap that, swipe left… no right…

Hang up the phone and begin looking beneath your nose.