The Land

reflecting on Going to the Sun(Chief Mountain), the artwork of  Julius Seyler

The land feels

different.

In all the neighboring   

pockets of universe

you hear the wind

taste the dust

and know the big space.

The land feels

different.

In all the next door pieces

of universe

colors are faded

as if worn by time

and thrown lightly.

The land feels

different.

In this snippet

of universe

you hear the stream

taste pure air

and know the closeness

of the land.

The land feels

different.

In this bubble

of universe

colors are bright

as if glowing with vitality

and set down heavily.

The land feels.

- Elissa Taylor