It Changes Into Memory

I think that I am here, on this earth,
To present a report on it, but to whom I don't know.
As if I were sent so that whatever takes place
Has meaning because it changes into memory.
--Czesław Miłosz (1911--2004)

pilgrim beside Hermit Rapid (top)
from inside an Anasazi granary overlooking Haunted Canyon (middle)
near Palisades Canyon (below)