Big Balanced Rock
Chiricahua National Monument, Arizona
Precarious comes to mind, its Latin
root in prayer.
Sixteen tons, like a spinning
top in silhouette, rest on a point
inches in diameter, shouldered
by a column.
You behold such poise,
remember how you lose
your head at the drop
of a hat.
One breath, you think, breath
held between gusts up the canyon.
Wind, ice and water lathed rhyolytic tuff
down to the present moment,
on which the balance
of your life
depends.
Read more poetry by John Willson appearing in Terrain.org: two poems and two poems.
Header photo of Chiricahua National Monument by Laurens Hoddenbagh, courtesy Shutterstock. Photo of John Willson by Luciano Marano.