This guest blog contains a poem by Roxy Rose, and is a part of our America’s Most Endangered Rivers® series on the Buffalo National River.
Moonlight on Buffalo
Remembering who I am,
Woman who would let this swift flow of water
take her blindly into darkness,
around bends guarded by majestic bluffs,
through tunnels of trees where moonlight dare not penetrate.
Exhilaration fills my soul
and boundless is the joy of knowing
I am part of this magic.
Surrounded by others who are also remembering
we belong to this river
and to each other.
We are the family chosen for ourselves,
as much a part of this place
as the silent fish swimming below,
the shy reptiles slithering between rock and water,
the birds that tend their nestlings,
the animals that take sustenance and shelter along point bars and cut banks.
The river gives all,
flowing freely towards the sea,
taking us along while
Luna bathes us in spectacular luminosity,
hanging high in a clear sky,
wearing her wild mane of starry tresses.
We beach, for a time,
by a flickering fire.
Drunk in jubilation songs ring out
as penny whistle and uke strings
vibrate the night air.
Clouds drift lined in silver.
The sky show intensifies while,
laughter rings bright and sparkly beneath grand planetary alignments,
until we reach the final run.
Scattering once more into separate lives,
we reflect silently of our strengthened bond,
our knowing reconfirmed as mist fades this mystical memory
while we give thanks for having been alive
during this perfect moment in time.
By Roxy Rose
19 June 2016 /Summer Solstice Full Moon Float on Buffalo National River
Roxy Rose came to Arkansas 35 years ago to float the Buffalo River and has made it her home ever since. She worked as a park ranger on Buffalo National River for seven years and taught art and the gifted in the Ozarks for 21 years. Now residing in Hot Springs National Park, she works as an artist and regularly attends Wednesday night poetry sessions.