Rockies

Hello:

Majestic Greatness...
Begging me to touch their peaks - If only with the lense of my camera
But a roll and a half of film leave me unsatisfied... wanting
Oh to roll in them, blend into the rock, wedge into a crevice, become the mountain
To be one!

Good-bye:

And as I leave, my heart cries
Departing as from a long time lover or friend
The foothills and prairies before me, yet
Around each corner - another rock, crevice, peak
Bid me farewell....

And I diminish with each passing step.