Pine Country

by Peter Notehelfer


Across the pass

the hemlocks & firs

yield at last to the useless pines

and we cannot help but breathe

a huge sigh of relief

out of gratitude

Among the pines

the mullein & sage

thrive amid the waterless rocks

and we too again feel the thirst

sated not by the sea

but the rain drop  


          “Joy in spite of everything is yanking the bell rope

          despite physical affliction”

  ~ Tom Robbins

2 Comments to “Pine Country”

  1. Marvellous, wondered where this one was going for a few lines, but loved the “journey” and the last two-line reveal.

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