by Karla Linn Merrifield
Overhead rowan-golden foliage
eye-level evergreen-fir river reflection
underfoot silvering reindeer lichen
blushing leaves—bunchberry
If I cross the border
through a tumble of granite boulders,
I will become the imaginary line.
1 comment:
Just acknowledging the line makes it so the border is crossed -- if only in mind. Love the moment.
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