Vertical Lava Flowtubes, Snake River Canyon—Northeast Oregon / Idaho . . .
On the road in the Northwest of America.
Have you ever noticed
how the shape of the Earth
always seems to be asking us questions?
Sometimes she’s just teasing us; others,
asking the most serious questions of all.
The way a trail folds into the gentle turn
of a hill, half a mile from a lonely shack,
each morning asking, “Is someone coming?
Is someone coming?”
Or a long day’s journey over endless spring
snow and rugged scree,
an unexpectedgreen meadow,
small pond,quiet stream,
a soft-spoken query, hesitant, like a
shy young women asking,
“Aren’t you going to spend the night?”
And further to the East, irresistible, pulling
one towards it like the edge of an airy cliff,
a huge V-like opening cut straight through
the high walls of a granite ridge,
“A way through to the other side?”
The possibility of a passageway.
written, in the rocks.
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