From Zhongnan to Tremper

Koya to Amicalola

Uncompahgre to Montesinho

and the Ouachitas in between,

pilgrims are carrying their offerings

into the mountains again.


Though a time of masks, shadows, and sorrows,

this Poet’s Dreaming Body climbed the escarpment tonight

and drank the wine of tomorrow.

Keep the faith, Friends of the Way.

Immortals are still observing

from a ridgeline in the clouds

and a great solar wind is gathering

that will fill all our sails.


(c) 2018 / Frank LaRue Owen (Wandering Stone Lantern) / purelandpoetry.com

sound: Xylem and Phloem / Flora and Fauna / Roy Mattson

image: Dresden 116 Days 2014 Solargraph / Johanna Moore, from her Diary of a River

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