He n’er cut them high nor low, but with exquisite intentionality.

Through his lens I saw

Rocks beneath feet that burned from traversing far
captured in pristine tranquility
as if they would rise at any moment
straightening creaking backs
giving life to beings larger than man.

A quiet wisdom beyond mortals,
gathered not by incessant speech
but etched into a universal mind
from hundreds of years listening.