Wednesday, January 12, 2011

A Longing Flows ...

A longing flows . . .

Long before the Wallowa had a name
.. this place both hid and emerged from ice flows.

Ancient creatures trafficked here
.. little caring for what was yet to come

Yet sentience and calculation
.. stalked through time to this place.

This river flows many ways at once
.. and I muse, what is beginning or end.

--r.anderson