Never would Thoreau have thought
That one day, the sight of a simple creek
Would be so rare, so strange, so uncommon
That it might bring tears to the eyes of a passer-by
As I was.
Thirsty,
Awestruck by the green grass, the minnows flickering
The crinkled sound of water dripping over grey rock
A fountain of pure beauty
From which I cannot drink.
The Z-Axis 
Nice juxtaposition of beauty and bodily need. Thanks for posting!
Thank you for commenting, Dad 🙂
This may be a redundant comment, but I love the way you pair the photo with the poem. William Blake would paint around his poetry, and that was something I really loved about him. So props to you!
Thank you! I very much enjoy using pictures to frame my words, and vice versa. Multimedia art is very interesting to me, and it sort of surprises me that so few people use the two mediums to complement each other.
I completely concur! Especially as someone visual such as myself 😛 Keep it up!