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by Teak Kilmer,
circa 1996
You ask me why I make my home in a mountain wood
The wild rose sweetens the
wind that gently strokes the cottonwood
Mariah greets me daily with the leafy hands
on limbs of birches
The water falls and streams and ruffles
everlasting mantras
Salmon climb glistening
stairways and
family style, serve
themselves for winter
so black bears have
Thanksgiving dinner
My lawn is mowed and trees are pruned
by moose and deer
Evergreens and mountain peaks are my
abundant steeples
Squirrels and chipmunks,
marmots and the rest
nibble up the crumbs
that naturally I left
Birds praise God with their melodic
praying without ceasing
and are thus rewarded with
the gift of flight
I am at once at home and in
awe as I, Thalas “Teak” Kilmer, remember the
question
Oh, yes.
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