Moonlit crests of gentle mountains And soft porch lights in glens below A nestled warmth within me fountains As I greet this land, the home I know This is the joy, the quiet rapture Of drawing close, of being near A bone-deep love none else can capture Which keeps me ever turning here From snow … Continue reading On I-89
Day: April 28, 2014
Taking Flight
Attend this vision I've beheld A gift, once fear has been expelled; Arise, fleet form of steel and chrome Away to your beatific home Above the drear terrestrial race Adrift in white empyrean lace Among the birds that draw so near Awash in sunlight, pure and clear Aloft, you gaze on those below Amazed by … Continue reading Taking Flight
Hermit Thrush 