When I am upset,
Despondent, anxious,
I will my mind
To the East Fork Reservoir
Seen once more
In morning light,
The rugged Pintlers
Reproduced in perfect detail
Upon its tranquil face.
Nor do I find
That I have
To wait for long
In the vaulted solitude
Of that place
Until my spirit again
Floats with the serenity
Of a feather
Upon still water.
2006
Dedication:
A Tribute to Friends
Stan and Debe Kosteczko