When water runs
It eats away the earth
Cutting facets
Like crystal
Above the dry valley
They call Death
It eats away the earth
Cutting facets
Like crystal
Above the dry valley
They call Death
Some works of art remain incomplete
Once the artist has let them go
They need the touch of the audience
Their insight and influence
Wouldn’t it be nice
If the paths we could take in life
Were marked like ski runs
I love the chutzpah of communities
Which plunk themselves down on the edge of a continent
That the sea has been ferociously taking back
Since the land was born
The sandstone
Began to rise
Some 200 million
Years ago
Leaving the water to carve
An infant, a toddler
The geological child
Of a mother, Earth, 4 billion years old
A place to hang
To eat, oh-so cheaply
Ham & Eggs & Toast & Hash Browns
Just $2.95, all day