Scenery Poem by Dick Holmes

Long, long ago, the world
managed to climb atop a giant
ancient camel and headed out,
slow-motion step by step, across
the undulating sands of time.

Eventually, after the passing
of myriads of suns and moons,
the camel turned into an elephant,
which in turn, after many, many more
swinging tick tocks of Grandfather Time,
turned into a tour bus
speeding through the countryside.

The world lowered the book it was
reading and looked out the window
at the scenery streaming by,
a vast savannah waving in the wind.
'Hmm, to be in it but not of it,
it says here — what a tall order!
But, yes, this is the way it must be.'