High Sierra thunderstorm,
pagan drumbeats lifting
from the earth washed
with the heavy drops of old souls
ready to refresh the circuit
of humanity, or perhaps this time
stay to the granite bowls
as a reflection separate
from the watershed below.
drycrikjournal 
Wonderfully evocative…thanks, Duff.
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