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Enlightening Cavern

On a hot summer day in the hills
I went underground searching for thrills
Fifty Eight degrees year around
In the darkness, enlightenment was found
Down here is where it all began
Unearthed bones of earlier man
A small stream is what's left of the ocean
Hands of time, run in slow motion
Crystalline icicle looking stalactites
Meet and greet, ever growing stalagmites
Multicolored water drips like rain
To formations of colors with no name
The albino blind salamander commands
Sun starved creatures on diamond dust sands
And drip stones silently grow
Resident bats freely come and go
Ever changing pillars support a vaulted ceiling
Convenient and aesthetically appealing
Father Time spins his potter's wheel
His masterpiece is patiently revealed
Occasionally Mother Earth gets jealous
Becomes a tad bit overzealous
Withholding minerals he needs
He chisels sandstone as he slowly breathes
I think to myself, how ironic
This old cave drinks a mineral tonic
In human vanity, it's time we fear
Hence the beauty of millions of years



    an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner

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Lynn Marie August 12, 2016 at 12:03 AM Oh where we could be now if we brought forth the respect and honour of the ancient wisdom of the past. This is a tribute to the immense knowledge and mysteries of our beautiful history. I love the values and pride of where our lives began that you have so eloquently penned. Superb writing blessings, lynn p.s. the energy inside caverns, is spine tingling, I have wondered how many spirits surround me and what the would say if possible. Daniel Turner August 12, 2016 at 6:40 AM Probably go and leave my resting place. We always have to dig everything up. Thank you for reading some of my older poems, that just thrills me to no end. I love going into a deep cold cavern, the only sound is the occasional bat or the dripping of water. The beauty of time and the elements. So Awe- inspiring!

Pashang Salehi April 3, 2016 at 11:44 AM Hi DT, I did n't know you like geology and caves. Great way of combining science with poetry. Where is this place? There is one such a cave in my native country called " Ali Sadr Cave" Google it and look at the images. The legends says it has no end. I visited that cave many years ago and I still remember it. Daniel Turner April 3, 2016 at 1:00 PM You might be surprised at what I know! LOL Yes I love caverns and their beauty. They are also vaults for information. I am glad you enjoyed my poem. Peace my friend:)

Anisha Dutta April 3, 2016 at 10:42 AM So beautiful a poem. In 1997 I visited USA first. Also I visited Cavern for the first time. I was just overwhelmed and felt so grateful to my older daughter who took me. I came to know the terms Stalactite and Stalagmite. But those are drips of Calcium Carbonate not crystalline but amorphous. I am very much impressed with your composition.A Great write. Caverns hold fantastic hidden beauty of Nature. The words ' Mineral Tonic' are so appropriate. Congrats Daniel. Anisha D Daniel Turner April 3, 2016 at 11:33 AM Thank you Anisha for the kind comments and the friendly visit. I love caverns as they hold so many beauties and secrets. Peace my friend:)

Jean Murray March 31, 2016 at 10:29 AM Deep! Daniel Turner April 1, 2016 at 2:02 PM Indeed! About 500 ft. Peace my sweet friend:)

Andrea Dietrich March 30, 2016 at 3:28 PM good one, Daniel. The title for it is really cool! these caves are very interesting to visit. Daniel Turner March 30, 2016 at 9:04 PM Thank you, Andrea. I love going in to caves to look around, They have always fascinated me. I appreciate you kind visits. Peace my friend:)

Constance La France March 30, 2016 at 7:46 AM Daniel, well done, a beautiful write, so descriptive ! Daniel Turner March 30, 2016 at 8:05 AM Thank you, BW. I appreciate your kindness and friendly comments. Peace young lady:)

Tim Smith March 29, 2016 at 8:56 AM In the darkness enlightenment was found...great line....I have always been fascinated by caves DT probably since the time we went to Mammoth Cave as a kid. excellent pen. Daniel Turner March 29, 2016 at 9:05 AM Thank you, Tim. They are definitely a world of their own. I love the quiet and the colors. Thanks for reading and commenting. Peace my friend:)

Winged Warrior March 29, 2016 at 7:58 AM There is something magical that happens between mans soul and the spirit of the rocks...our ancestors not only used them for protection of the elements...but for soul searching as well...great write Daniel...^WW^ Daniel Turner March 29, 2016 at 8:03 AM Thank you Wing Man. I really appreciate your kindness. Peace my friend:)

Charlie Smith March 28, 2016 at 10:51 PM Nice work Poemdog. Reminded me of a trip I once made to Carlsbad. The underworld beauty of some caves is really magical. Thanks for the reminder... Daniel Turner March 29, 2016 at 7:41 AM Thank you, Charlie for reading and commenting. Peace my friend:)