Jones Gap

My breath before me

A hat upon my head

In absolute stillness

I hear the katydid sing

So close I can hear the massage of their wings

Before his music fills the air

Of the night.

I climb giant rocks

To better look out over the river

Gazing into the wandering waters

The stories it's molecules can tell..

Without from whence it came

It would have no where to go.

In the darkness of the new moon

The wolf moon

I have heard the Owls song

And the coyotes howl.

I wonder over all of it.

How did they come to also be in this time?

In this place?

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