an ode to marble

the cold water of the crystal river that traces the land of marble

dogs slumped on couch

laugher in the dusk of the evening 

brisk mountain air that seeps into the cabin

dog licks and paw punches replacing alarms 

bear horns that warn as night arrives 

reading on the couch, in the hammock, on the porch 

hummingbirds that zoom and hover over their sugar water 

the alpine glow that lays upon white house and invites the mosquitoes to feast

the heat of the oven that spreads to the whole cabin 

homemade dinners that leave our bellies warm and full 

dog barks and human exclaims as another enters the cabin 

the opening and closing of shades that tells us what part of the day it is 

the timelessness of the world 

the hats, backpacks, and clothes that have lived here longer than all of us 

afternoon storms that shake the walls and water the earth 

the buzzing of the wasps that vibrate against the window wanting to leave

the cup and paper we use to bring them out 

dishes that pile up awaiting to be immersed in bubbles then dried 

the 3 buckets of ice cream that fill the freezer at all time 

cottonwood carried by the wind tangled in your hair

hugged in by the mountains of the wild,

we smile, cry, laugh, and love