Inspired by the works of Muir, Twain, Kerouac and some muppet who accidentally started the rather big #OwensValleyFire. I’d like to give my thanks to plate tectonics (and glaciers) for making some pretty nice mountains too. I know it’s not technically correct, but that’s art, right? Best read in a deep, gravelly voice.
A sole flame flickers at tinder dry,
A wisp of grey rises up high.
The amber valley sun falls below,
and great carved mountains sink into shadow.
Yet on those hills,
touching the sky,
A roaring glow illuminates the night.
A land born of lava and ice,
an inferno returns to reclaim it’s right.