Pummeled & Polished

When the snow melts in spring

Rivers come in torrents

Tumbling rocks for miles

That days before were dormant

Once jagged stones are pummeled

And pushed to their endurance

And slowly each is polished

When subjected to the current

But in summer, when we find them

They are resting on the islet

With no evidence remaining

Of a spring so deeply violent

We marvel at the beauty

Of the the colored polished stones

That rest in peaceful slumber

In their temporary homes

— Jonathan Gillis, moved to write by the Podcast and inspired by a glacial basin near Mount Rainier.