Canning 2000

After a trip to the wilds of Alaska with my mother

Once in a life time . . .

The River, shaken loose from its winter slumber, fed by longer days and

warmer rains trickling through ice, off rock or tundra green slopes,

winding as it will, heading north, ever north.

With the wilding woman as my guide, by my side,

       Mother, Earth, forever combined -- Alaska

etching a place on my soul.

All of it, once in a life time,

All of it, I carry with me,

       All of it, I will take with me,

                     As I carry forever all that is of light.

                            Mother, Earth " Alaska.

copyright - Thomas J. Dennis