Coming Home


The beauty of nature comes to call

Whispering my name in the breath of fall

Follow me…follow me…follow me

Wisps of hair toss around my face

Foliage and fauna snap in this new place

Down a rocky slope, grab a green of rope

Hold on tight, behold such sights

Splendor at the bottom of a hill

Nature leads me back where I belong

To inner peace and birds of song

A rock of shale is my new chair

Toss a limestone pebble here or there

Say a prayer, breathe the air

Forests, streams, and heaven of sky

Never question how or why

Beating of heart begins to slow

It is now that I do know

Nature is home to me.

 

 

 

 

 

12 thoughts on “Coming Home

    • It was wonderful to stumble upon a new trail this morning. Hoping to meet some ‘deer’ friends along the path in the near future. Thank you, Tina, for coming along. 🙂

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    • Thank you, Irene. I do feel particularly lucky that I discovered this trail only a few minutes from my home. I’m sure there is a lot of wild life there, and I can’t wait to get up early to see the deer within the fields. It is beautiful. Thank you, again. 🙂

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