Lake Tahoe 2003
My Place

I look over the oblong and tooth-shaped boulders

caress smooth surfaces like hardened silk

and with eyes closed I am transported

thousands and millions of years back.

A primordial state of fluctuation existed

before things larger than myself gave way

and the earth went through a transformation

a growth spurt and deposited chunks

of her glorious and beautiful self.

To be witness and allowed here

to be in her secrets and reading

her history through fingertips, to be, is all I can hope for.


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