Sundance Canyon


Canyon whispers run through a solitary walk

along the river leading away from Banff townsite

here, in the middle of June

I am not (like them) made of stone

I do not live like one of these trees

I am more than the breath of wind—

closer (I am) to water bordering light

flashing past all one can see, or know…




Published by Dayna E. Mazzuca

Inspiring Pause, because this moment matters

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