On Visiting the Luray Caverns
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On Visiting the Luray Caverns
When I was a child in my younger days
My parents took me to the caverns of Luray
It was a place with huge, colored stalactite forms
With sharp stalagmites rising to meet the norm
Jagged like icicles of mineral and clay
Became objects from life we see everyday
Ice cream, false teeth and organ pipes
While mirror lakes reflect earlier Earth in sight
Sometimes sheer as cloth or scrambled egg
Pointed fangs and huge arms and legs
The sky blue wishing-well is like a dream
You think that’s the bottom, so it would seem
It’s amazing the shapes a cave will take
To think it's been four million centuries to make
Powerful and beautiful are not precisely right
To describe the majesty of this natural sight
For me Luray Caverns was quite the rave
The miracle of God’s gift called a cave
8/3/16
Copyright © Janis Medders Tobechi | Year Posted 2016
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