August 2013
Big trees and sour grass,
We hike under giants of old.
Towering cathedral,
shade and light filtered.
In this rivers flow,
Swirls and bubbles,
then babble.
Like a brook.
ancient voices.
stories told.
Even tiny stones can erode big stones.
Granite speckled.
Silver and black with iridescent shades,
as does its fish.
RAIN, RAIN, RAIN, AND WHERE TO GO...
5 years ago