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Beside the meandering stream,
a prospector worked his gold pan
while water tumbled over
smooth granite boulders.
a prospector worked his gold pan
while water tumbled over
smooth granite boulders.
Here the mountain stream
grew deeper in its channel
and formed pools, a likely place
for gold to settle.
The prospector tirelessly shoveled,
sifted, screened, and panned—
then picked gold nuggets
from the black sand in his pan.
Laboring by the stream, he knew why
he left home, saying goodbye—
swapping his life for one on the frontier,
a life of hardship, danger, and brutal work.
The reason was clear when he bedded down
by a crackling campfire, under a cold
sky filled with stars and a half-moon.
As he slept, next to the stream,
the aspens whispered dreams
making a strike, taming a new land,
and building the West.
By Steven Wade Veatch