I-395 South in Winter

Photo Credit: darkroastedblend.com

Photo Credit: darkroastedblend.com

Contrails etched in the newborn sky

burst into flames at dawn.

 

Diamond-studded acres of frozen snow

bristle at sun’s caress.

Photo: listofimages.com

Photo: listofimages.com

We descend the mountain road

into a bowl of milky fog,

 

creep forward through thick mist

then emerge beneath its weighty layer.

Photo: Alex BoywerMono Lake Fog

Photo: Alex Boywer
Mono Lake Fog

There lies Mono Lake, still and peaceful

as light breaks through in the East

 

illuminating her surface into

a pool of liquid silver.

 

A gilded strip on the horizon beckons.

We rise again through the miasma,

 

We arise to crisp blue that shimmers,

shivers, surrenders its secrets.

 

In the desert, Joshua trees, tipped

in gold leaf, bow at our passage.

Photo: tripadviser

Photo: tripadviser

Contrails etched in evening skies

burst into flames at sunset.

Photo credit: joabess.com

Photo credit: joabess.com

We’re arrived in the desert after a two-day drive. This stunning trip never ceases to amaze me but this winter topped them all. I wanted to pull over and take photos every few miles but because of the conditions, it took longer than usual. Wish I could find the words to describe the PEACE and beauty that this dip into nature brought to me…and Peace in the theme Mary has invited us to consider over at dVerse Poetics!