Every Gorge Needed a River - March 6, 2025

Gary Hunter
Mar 6
1 min read

stone shaving, molecule by molecule

a river relentlessly, sweeps away

the rocks of time

a gorge is a knife sawn deep

into earth’s history book

sides of pages exposed

just a few words to understand

sometimes only letters

that we read backwards

a story of beginnings

the idea for the plot

and who thought of it

ask a feather to dig down

to the bones of the

very first bird

and even if it succeeds

it still won’t know

how flight was imagined

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