First Visit to Eureka

by Peggy Harris Dionne

Ancient geologic benches
back to steep-sided hills.
Tenacious homes perch
among persistent springs
of healing waters.
Softly lit fog swirls
amid Fall’s tapestry of
rust, red, golds, greens
and browns.
I paused here to
take in Earth’s
silent testimony to
the flow of Eternity.