May 2, 2021

A boulder shines white.


A granite boulder kept clean     

by the flow of the Yuba River    

how long it has rested there is not to be known  

the Sierra Nevada mountains around it    

go back to the Paleozoic era    

the river goes on    

the mountains go on  

and the boulder shines white under the noon sun   

I can watch for as long as I want   

-jobe  


I love the dawn and the dusk, the starlight and the moonlight. I love the wind and I love the stillness. And I love that which is, and I try not to desire that which is not. Another day is here, and all I need to do is live it. 

-jobe




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