Poem – Untitled
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 as seen from Glacier View, Alaska
made me cry , who knows maybe u know why! ? …laterz Q
I’m happy this piece touched you in some way, and that you shared it here. For me this was a glimpse of an expanded world beyond here, that Alaska showed me, that I may or may not be ready for.