Mount Fuji, 08/16/87—A small path to heaven
I don’t believe in god, but I believe in Mount Fuji. I hiked to the top of it once in 1987, with my Australian boss and another American guy who also worked for our American information services company.
Initially I regarded the trip to Mount Fuji as just something to do to get out of Tokyo on the weekend to avoid a couple of sweltering city summer days. And to stay on my boss’s good side. But when I got to the top of the mountain sometime Sunday morning between 04:30 and 05:00 and looked toward the sunrise , I realized that I did not have to believe in god in order to believe that some things can be holy.
The title of this photograph is “The Zen of Boredom”. You can call it what you like. I never wrote a poem to go with this picture. The picture itself is the poem, I always figured.