STAND THE CEDARS

Rocks and rolling water work the banks



where



stand the Cedars.




Ancient in their wisdom, water trees




red blood




stand the Cedars.



Hardened cores of evergreen, water watchers




felt power




stand the Cedars




Huddled at the root, wind shaking taller trees



creaking, groaning



stand the Cedars



Castle rock, banked with sand shimmer stream




rattling by




stand the Cedars.


High mountain church of god green with life




windswept,



stand the Cedars.




Alone the vision came in dark of night




vigil kept for moose, 




stand the Cedars




Rain that threatened, finally came, 




wind driven,



stand the Cedars.


Strike the tent, roll the bag, break camp




go far away while




stand the Cedars.



White Mountains

Monday, August 18, 1997