pianissimo and crescendo
often nature only subtly shifts
with changes soft and soothing as a lullaby:
a dream of flowers, a furtive salamander,
and sometimes nature shouts with storm
and roaring water moves mountains
in ways I can begin to see,
today I sought a great pool
where huge sandstone boulders channel roaring water into a falls,
and nearby a family is absorbed in the turning over of rocks,
in search of dark green salamanders:
pianissimo and crescendo both play upon our heart.
by Henry H. Walker
July 28, ’14
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