Friday, July 3, 2009

7/3/09 Walk with Noodles

Light green and golden on the very tops of the trees

Sun barely breaking the crest

cool in the dark shade

as I walk over millions of perfect skipping stones

a mix of igneous metamorphic sedimentary

the jumble of the floor of a dry creek bed

walking across the past

across thousands of years of water flowing

wearing away smoothing flattening

perhaps since before human eyes

the leaves yellow and dusty litter the stones

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