Where Mountain and Atom Meet

View from the Blue Ridge Parkway near Grandfather Mountain

“Ancient haze lies on the mountain
smoke-blue, strange and still
a presence that eludes the mind and
moves through a deeper kind of knowing.
It is nature’s breath and more —
an aura from the great I Am
that gathers to its own
spirits that have gone before.

Deep below the valley waters
eerie and hid from view
the atom splits without a sound
its own trace a fine blue glow
rising from the fissioned whole
and at its core
power that commands the will
quiet that strikes the soul,
‘Be still and know . . . I Am.'”

Marilou Awiakta, b. 1936
Cherokee/Appalachian writer and storyteller


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