Valley Before Shadow Fall

In the beginning the spirit moved upon the face of the deep bringing light and darkness comprehended it not Hills that were cut by erosion of sediments metamorphosed by ancient oceans had life drift in with breezes raising an ecospheric quotient Athabaskan sojourners sought the true getting their bearings from skies too blue wandering down toward Navajo land just to see; to prove they can Hunting the mammoth, saber tooth and bear until no predators of size were alive somewhere and the valley weilded giant forests as woodlands sang ripe nature’s chorus So battles were fought with knife and bow spear tips, atlatls and arrows to go where other humans breathed and stood before time could close another door Blue soldiers lie waiting in the woods barrels focused for grazing fire at the knees over the quiet brook Cavalry readied to break free from fetters of motionlessness racing falling leaves to die in the season’s end Elk were driven away by the highway noise grizzlies were stuffed and mounted litter and junk cast aside began to fill the meadow Global warming deniers rumbled along roads bulldozed inimically to the natural course water flowed from the highlands Like a hotel room in spacetime meadow constructions displaced environmental matter human wars and destruction passed too landscape for-itself to the hereafter.