well a sacred place,
Hallowed not by faith but by raw beauty.
In wilderness one finds an ancient other,
Remnant of a long-forsaken mother,
To safeguard which is both a joy and duty.
Years pass, yet he will guarantee this
Tough and succulent,
bare-boned and fruity,
Wilderness presents the world full face,
Over which no qualm has thrown its
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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