Rimrock

A poem about a spiritual place. three(3) pages

Rimrock Dreams  

                                 © Rory Link 2011

 

At Rimrock 

 The quiet 

Stretches each 

 moment. 

On a good day 

 you hear only  

 natural sounds. 

On a better day 

 you can hear 

 a flicker’s wings 

 as she lands 

 upon your roof. 

 

On a clear day 

 you can see 

 down canyon 

 until you raise 

 your eyes to 

 the distant mountains. 

 

On a fine day 

In spring, 

 flowers spring into view 

 and you can see your heart 

 take wing. 

 

Some days 

 At Rimrock 

Are about wind 

Blowing up canyon 

As if on a mission 

To move earth 

Into new shapes. 

 

On a good day 

 A breeze cools 

 As it brings flower 

 And sage perfumes 

 Into your nose, 

 Creating a hum  

 Of pleasure. 

 

 

In Rimrock dreams  

I am young again  

As I nap  

In the shade  

Exploring  lava tubes  

My intuition knows  

Are there.  

On a good day  

I awaken   

Memory complete.  

 

Full moon over Rimrock  

You can read  

 Even inside  

 Your tent.  

The moon so bright   

       and huge!  

The first time you see it�"  

  You swear  

  It’s a huge  

Neon sign transported   

Into the desert . 

Like a beacon 

 Mounted on a truck, 

It brings light, shadow 

 To the sage. 

The wise quietly wait 

 The coyote chorus, 

Sound track for the moon’s  

Passage. Night birds cry 

Their approval .

 

Spirit  

Opens 

 Wide 

At Rimrock. 

Oceans of air 

Currents to ride 

Into the day 

 Or 

Night sky. 

Skin, ears, nose and eyes 

In service to the soul. 

 

On a fine day 

In spring, 

 Flowers spring into view 

 And you can see your heart 

 Take wing. 

 

 

On a good day 

 A breeze cools 

 As it brings flower 

 And sage perfumes 

 Into your nose, 

 Creating a hum  

 Of pleasure. 

 

On a fine day 

In spring, 

 Flowers spring into view 

 And you can see your heart 

 Take wing. 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Larry Dyson]

WOW ..is all I can manage...superb maybe?

[emmajoy]

This is utterly, completely beautiful .. beautiful. I wish so much to see into this place, to inhale its meaning .. your words have led me there but having put that final stop, i'm left wanting more. More people need to read this ..

' Full moon over Rimrock ~ You can read ~ Even inside ~ Your tent.~ The moon so bright ~ and huge! ~ The first time you see it ~ You swear ~ It’s a huge ~ Neon sign transported ~ Into the desert . ~ Like a beacon ~ Mounted on a truck, ~ It brings light, shadow ~ To the sage. ~ The wise quietly wait ~ The coyote chorus, ~ Sound track for the moon’s ~ Passage. Night birds cry ~ Their approval .'

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I am not sure where this place is but you have painted a picture of peace and serenity with this beautiful piece.