Amidst the blue sky
random numbers emerge
from the horizon, enlarging
and blocking out the sun
before passing over.
~
Over the next hill
where the road curves
around the swift river
the sky opens, stretching
into the face of Matanuska
glacier.
~
In the glory of each
day I pause to smell
the evening air, gaze
at the setting sun, and
feel the autumn wind.
![Matanuska Glacier Matanuska Glacier](https://i0.wp.com/wrpersonalprd.wpengine.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/dscf0224.jpg?resize=300%2C225&ssl=1)