The Hobbit Trail (Near Yachats, Oregon) Poem by Laurence Overmire

winds
down the side of the mountain
through the troll king's forest door

the cobwebs spun with fairy dust
from limb to ancient limb
a spider's walk of wonder this

twist and turn through a maze of vine
and weedy tapestry
the sunlight sparkles through the

dew-dropped leaves that light our way
listen
the crow's call cracks the quiet air

the wizard beckons—
our footfalls glide through a narrow
pass

close walls of stone, cold smell of salt
the steep descent
from the shadowlands

where earth becomes sand
and the green world
opens…

to the blue sky and the
vast impossibility of an uncrossable
sea.

~ Laurence Overmire