Grand Teton

Grand Teton

Salaam! Stark peak, with heaven-piercing shaft! Upon thy summit storm-winds find a home, And through the cold, pure air-lanes eagles pass To perch their eyries on thy granite dome. Up-flinging thy hoar head among the clouds, The cheap and noisy company of men Thou hast disdained. Thy austere solitude Proclaims a cosmic truth beyond the ken Of human mind: the great infinitude Of God's creative might. Thy baffling walls, By age-old tools of wind and storm planed smooth, Forbid man's trespass when adventure calls. So standest thou, a prophet, gray, aloof. When thou wert carved the gods of grandeur laughed. Salaam! Stark peak, with heaven-piercing shaft! Floyd R. Barber. Paris, Idaho