Monday, June 30, 2014

the path to a high waterall

reaching toward the first people

every year I like to hike up the old trail
that Native Americans must have used 
since the ice went home to the north,

I love the way it partners with the swiftly falling stream,
making a path that feet can follow
near the bedrock drops that cascade steep and white,
I like to feel for the making of the path,
and for the sureness of the relationship 
of the makers with the way of the land
and the grace and beauty possible in the passage,

we hike to a special waterfall
whose high beauty draws us,

just as it must have drawn the first people. 

by Henry H. Walker
June 27, ’14

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