Unlike the hikers in “green”, whoever the “we” are in “Bell Creek Canyon”, they have seized the moment and found diamonds!
The poet is taking some huge liberties with the meter, but the magical quality of the landscape portrayed warrants a freshness that strict IP would only bog down. I believe there's a punctuation problem in the sestet.
I'd like to think the poet wrote of the water and swept-away sound with the mining term, “hush”, in mind, when s/he writes speaks of the fresh, glittering silence in line 13.
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