I found it

Above the Cemetery,
Beneath Zipporah's Pond,

Holding its own
Against the biomass.

Trevor named it

Earning that right
Hiking the Lost Coast,

And all trails known
To our strongest hikers.

If he only knew

What lies ahead
In the lines of men

Who find their way
To ancient waters,

Where we all learn

What brings us life
Also takes it away...