a last look

drive to one last outlook. yaki point? no one is around. it's cold. getting dark. i follow a trail down the side of a cliff. it quickly disappears amongst rocks, shrubbery, broken branches... where am i going? i continue to inch further and further down. reaching a small ledge that overlooks everything. i step out. standing alone at the very tip of the canyon. hovering between the earth and the sky. like a tiny beacon of light... but it still doesn't feel right.