Columbia Gorge...wild wintry landscape
Seems like a painting in which to escape
Snow lined trees and crystalline waterfalls
Deep chasms etch canyon cathedrals
Blue grey ice icicles hang like jewels
Or as dangerous daggers or tools
Snowy white, black, taupe and grey
Ravens plying skies and birds of prey
Watch a cold river closely for fish
To catch mighty salmon is their wish
A lone blue heron sits by the shore
Hoping this still backwater offers more
Craggy oak trees lend cover for rest
To small creatures in burrows and nests
Big horn sheep tracks in cold blowing snow
Where they go no one can really know
As the sky turns a soft blush of pink
And behind the crags the sun does sink
Another day of drama ends here
And the magical twilight is near