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Rock Stone and Sand

M. Stanley Bubien

"Mountains are rock and stone, deserts only sand---but beauty is in the eye." I'm not sure who said that, but from this fair state of mine, I tell you it's true.

Take Yosemite's towering domes and glacial valleys---I'd swear God himself stepped out of heaven to sculpt these granite peaks with His mighty hand.

Or Joshua Tree---a land connecting you with the pioneers who named these twisted, spine-ridden forms dotting the desertscape, for, with branches bent in all directions, they seemed to point the way to the promised land.

Yet Modern Man has added something to steal the glory from the rock and sand. Cigarette butts. But still I thank God, for these spent cylinders, like tears---yet unlike mountain and desert---are only temporary.

Copyright ©1997 M. Stanley Bubien. All Rights Reserved.

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November, 1997
Issue #19

128 Words