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No flagstones in the forest
Too many downed trees
And melting snow
To find the trail,
But somehow we find our way.
At the edge of a meadow
That once was a lake
We make camp, drink,
Listen to the deer fight,
Watch a bear watch us.
Morning, we day hike
Through the rain,
Almost turn back,
But make our way
To the stone dam.
In the 1890s Chinese men
Placed each stone
So that down the line
Other men could
Profit from this wall.
Breached by fallen trees
The dam still speaks
A language I cannot understand,
But I know come Monday
I must return to work.