A Singular Tone

We are one note, he says.

It began in the Alaskan tundra,

strolling together under the midnight sun.

 

For our anniversaries, vacations, and weekends,

we’ve hiked up to spectacular views,

followed trails in the rain forest,

backpacked in western mountain ranges,

and explored Utah’s canyons.

 

Every evening in the spring and summer

we circle around the mile block,

up the hill to see the Canadian mountains,

and back home together.

 

The singular tone reverberates,

the simple movement ties us together,

beyond any ring,

more than any vow.

One thought on “A Singular Tone

  1. “The singular tone reverberates, / the simple movement ties us together, / beyond any ring,” . . . this brings the whole poem together so beautifully Margi! This is such an excellent draft.

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