Call them what you will
Absorka, Bitter Root, Big Belt, Cascades.
From an airplane window
ranges of the Rockies blend into
one.
From the lingering blue sky below
a wisp of cloud scuttles past -
soon to melt away.
Others follow.
Serpentine streams crawl from beneath
melting drifts of snow to congregate within
distant waters. Slowed and captured by
walls of concrete, reservoirs lay in wait
to encourage farmland to grow anew.
Recent snow on
clear-cut mountain terrain outlines curiously
unnatural patterns. Perhaps,
from these newly harvested slopes,
springtime streams commence
their unhampered rush
to join alpine lakes.
All, an emergence of old and new.
Waters often appear pristine when
seen from far above
earth's crust.
-Written during an airplane flight
from Vancouver, BC to Minneapolis / St. Paul
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