Sunday, November 29, 2015

Salted Top

inner voice

salted top and old growth 
describes me, most days.
color at my feet tells of 
seasons. forest canopy 
calms the rising morn, but
listen:  there is silence 
under heaven, and it is 
telling myriad stories of
how we should have lived.

Photo/Poem © 2105 Rick Burnett Baker 
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