life's hard-won harmony

heavy and green

summer lies heavy and green here:

the mountain slopes look all soft and comforting,

full of pleasantly plump round lines,

as if a green snow has buried the edges,

within the forest it can feel as a cathedral

with the eye pulled up to lead the way for the spirit,

with every view a window into a path toward the divine,

from a distance the wooded mountains pull me to them

and then up with them toward the sky,

each leaf disciple to the sun,

jealous of every other leaf,

though, together, they are a choir

which sings the majesty of 

design, intention, life’s hard-won harmony,

that should be appreciated, enjoyed, held sacred.

by Henry H. Walker

July 19, ‘18