I am seldom so lucky, especially when I'm not wearing my glasses. But as I steadied my camera on what appeared to be
a rock along the edge of a fresh-water marsh, I soon realized it was actually a mammoth tooth. Fortunately, it was large enough
for me to "read" the enamel plates that tell the story below.


This is our moment

here among the stones

that once breathed life

long before our kind

This is our moment

to flesh out the bones

and find the ancient teeth

reflecting place and time

This is our moment

to stand where mammoths stood

to sense their presence

and know we'll join them soon

This is our moment

to wish we somehow could

hold life forever dear

and never enter the tomb

Prehistoric oyster shell at same spot.