On The Rocks or Ode To An Inchworm
As I sprawl in the sun on these rocks,
that echo the coolness of the icy water around them.
Like a lizard absorbing the heat,
Lazily watching a glowing green inchworm
traveling across this stoney surface,
Inching it's way around and over crisp autumn leaves,
Strewn in it's path.
Like a tightrope walker balancing
on the razors edge of a leaf.
Onward to the next surface,
Climbing the mossy slope,
to then dangle off the ledge.
Then turning and moving on,
To where?
I'm not sure that even the inchworm knows.
Perhaps the journey is fascinating,
Regardless of the destination.
Travel well
While I bask in the beauty of this sunny afternoon.
Lulled by the sound of water flowing by
On this lovely mountain stream.
As colorful leaves rain slowly down around me,
All I can think is,
Can I live here?
Because I never want to leave.
By Elise T. Marks © 10-5-2023
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