'Whistle Stop - Banff', a poem by John B. Moss

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             Wending its way across the Canadian
             Hinterland, past sleepy meadows and
             Icy glaciers seen on far crests,
             Snaking its steel ribbons and sturdy
             Trestles over gorges and ravines that are
             Laden with berries and bears -- Man's 
             Ever-hungry spirit seeks its limit...


             Somewhere out there, pausing a moment
             To catch his breath and admire his passing
             Over the all-but-impassable, the Surveyor 
             Places a notation on his map - "View Point, Banff".
                     

             John B. Moss    27 September 1995

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