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Oct 2020
her ancient hallowed visages
enshrine his divine morning light
revealing their unending marriage

his wind-driven rain and ice
weather the signature of seasons
deeply etching her face

her birthed children
play amid gravity's attraction
populating her shoulders

his relentless currents
pulse through her cavities
conceiving their offspring

and as gleaming white aspen
flutter yellow-butterfly leaves
and dance on her curves

and as rainbow-shimmering trout
glide through his flowing heart
and dance in his stream

i feel their presence
living within juniper and boulder
and i dance in this moment
an october morning drive through wind river canyon.  the creators are near between between echoing cliffs.  i bow my head in the reverent offering of words.
jordan
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jordan  47/M/the foot of the mountain
(47/M/the foot of the mountain)   
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