ancient and deep-green forests,
with trees taller than Goliath
and older than Methuselah
that stony mountain chain,
scraping heavens
made unpassable by walls of snow
threads of blue run through
carpeting patches of green and gold
foggy coasts with rocky cliffs
looming over the sea,
miles and miles of sand
fields of brush,
that old chaparral;
not scrub, but buckwheat and milkweed
and wildflowers
it is dust hills and dusky deserts,
ground hot and cracked by thirst
on which stones go sailing
it is the spring bringing gentle rains
that bloom soft orange petals,
blanketing the land
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- California - 3rd March 2023
Beautifully written with wonderful imagery. 🌲 💦 🌱