Cathedral SpiritualA Poem by Lena M. P.Pink and grey walls rise like castle parapets Reflecting the sunrise in golden hues I ride along the canyon to the sound of leather Creaking softly in the tranquil mountain air
Sweat and horse, with layers of dust Well worn jeans against a speckled hide Gently swaying in a unified rhythm Languidly haze swirling about our feet
Around the bend we startle snow geese Flocks floating, rising, settling serenely Angling, landings against the lapping waters Black tipped wings against wintry white
Sandhill cranes foraging for cutthroat trout Reflecting blue beside the meandering creek Majestically standing, patiently waiting Blue dragon flies dancing within their reach
Off the beaten path we wander Past yucca swaying in the breeze O’er grama blue as sky beneath us Cushioned carpet of pine and peat
Rock squirrels scurry across a Douglas fir Scolding woodpeckers on a burnt oak tree The chorus is merged by the hoot of an owl And the clip clop against rocks as we proceed
Canopies of piñon line the trail Mixtures of conifer shade the landscape Grey blue greens with clusters of sienna Cathedral spiritual within an ageless solitude © 2008 Lena M. P.Featured Review
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Added on June 14, 2008Last Updated on June 22, 2008 AuthorLena M. P.DeSoto, TXAboutMy book is out! Come see at Amazon.com http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00G1AVYCQ/ref=cm_sw_r_fa_awd_d_OcXAsb0E3DBV0 One of my short stories was published in this new fabulous international magazine cal.. more..Writing
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