I First Fell as a Snowflake in the Mountains of Colorado by Mark Stevens Via Flickr: I First Fell as a Snowflake in the Mountains of Colorado During the cold winter days and nights, I meet other snowflake friends We played and skied and did all the fun snow type adventures Soon though, I noticed to change in the sun and felt a warmth coming That season of change, you might even say So I became water along with so many other snowflakes We joined together to form a river, a Grande one at that We all headed south through the gorges and valleys and scenic mountain passes So many cities and places I plan to visit as I float on by One day I noticed this bridge with a person taking in the view He captured an image of my friends from way up high Saying hello, we continued our journey through New Mexico to Texas And finally this Gulf of Mexico Another work of short poetry or prose to complement the image captured one afternoon while taking in view on the Rio Grande Gorge Bridge. The view is looking to the north at the Rio Grande it flowed by. The poem is me imagining the story of a drop of water and the the journey it took from the headwaters of where the Rio Grande starts and then a journey as it flowed on by through Colorado and into New Mexico where I was that afternoon. In composing this image, I steadied myself on the bridge and then aligned myself to have the river centered with the canyon and gorge walls on both sides. I also wanted to angle my Nikon SLR camera slightly downward and bring the horizon higher into the image, creating a sweeping view looking up the gorge. I also liked the mountains of the Sangre de Cristo Range and Taos Mountains as a backdrop.
















