Rushing, flowing, curving through the misty mountains, The river fed the land and the early inhabitants. In time, the forest fueled a new enterprise, Logs riding the crest of the rapids–and lodging against the rocks. Sticks of thunder, carefully set to clear the way, Burst a new path of turbulent, dangerous pools.
"The Sinks" in the Smoky Mountain National Park, Tennessee.
Turbulence at Turkey Creek
Seeking refuge from oppressive summer heat, Cooling waters nestled in the quiet woods. Gentle pools, home to native birds and fish, Drew–still draws–adventurous youth. Lively waters bursting around rocks of eons past, Energizing the refreshing life-filled waters.
A series of rocks in the rapids in Turkey Creek Nature Preserve at Pinson, Alabama.
Ring of mountains surround the high alpine waters, Large, deep and clear, though always a bridesmaid. Serving as home to guests of four seasons, Home to those with a deeper attraction. Piles and boardwalk invade the cold blue, Providing more intimate access to Tahoe.
A wooden dock in Lake Tahoe in Tahoe City, California.
Sentry on a Cloudy Morning
Dark, uneasy waters give way to cloudy gloom, Painting the sky with gentle, bold strokes. Low intermittent white-caps, Hint of possible storm surge. Breakwater guards the harbor gate, While twin sentinels direct the way–home.
The harbor lighthouse at St Joseph, Michigan on a cloudy morning in April.
A Day in the Surf
Atlantic swells, smaller than some, Lift local boards toward the shallows. Dangerously close to the grounded pilings, Surfers tease the waves and ride. Dwarfed by their western cousins, Curls valiantly carry willing adventurers.
Far at the end of the pier at Saint Joseph, A sturdy guardian stands for warning and guidance. Both inner and outer sentinels flash direction across the waves, Leading boats during the calm and the violent. Captains glad for the beacon on placid nights, And thankful for the welcoming arms in dark gales.
Bedrock projects along the Pacific coast, Flora homesteading on their tentative footing. Nature’s foundation augmented with added rocks, Rising boldly over the crashing surf from the sea. Forming safe haven for creatures of beach, rocks, and air, The fortress by the sea, carved by the hand of God.