<html aria-label="message body"><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space; font-size: 22px;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Reunion</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Thirty million years ago, </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">a number I can say but cannot</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">comprehend, the mountains </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">where we hiked today</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">were covered in a deep layer</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">of volcanic ash which somehow</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">formed the spire of Lizard Head Peak.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I am constantly stunned by this world</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">that makes and remakes itself </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">out of the same matter.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">How complicated, yet how simple:</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">we all belong to each other—</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">a thought that, for a time, </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">made me feel like a crumbling mountain</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">walking among crumbling mountains, </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">like a dry stream bed walking </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">along the dry stream bed, </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">like a clover gone to seed </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">walking amongst fields </span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">of dry, papery clover petals,</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">every step a reunion.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">- Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer</span></div></body></html>