Poems of Lighthouse Bob

Yosemite #9



If you close your eyes and listen carefully,
you will hear the drum of the Ahwahneechee
for their Native soul soars with the Golden Bird
whose majestic wing span in silence is heard.

Open your heart and perhaps you will hear
the faintest intrusion of the Mule Tail deer,
if not warned by the shriek of the Steller Jay,
she'll timidly acknowledge and then run away.

Follow John Muir down the newly beat path
to behold in their grandeur glacier's aftermath.
Magnificent structures like granite displays
reaching toward Heaven with infinite praise.

Stand before Bridalveil Falls and reminisce
and know for a fact by God you are kissed.
Hear the coyotes as they yodel at night
fooled by reflection of Mirror Lake's moon light.

If you close your eyes and listen carefully,
you will hear from your soul... "Yosemite!"

-Lighthouse Bob




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