Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Path To My Soul


You all know that feeling.
The windows are rolled down.
Your arms hanging out.
Bare feet up.
Singing to that old song.
Nothing but brush and hills
on the roadside.
A stream following you on your way.
One can imagine
 a day of fishing by those trees.
As we turn that corner,
we know it's just up the road.
Nothing but trails and sun.
A path to find the way to the
soul we left behind.

~ JC ~

(I imagined the drive on the way to Bryce Canyon.
 The dryness of the trails.
There's a creek that follows on your way.
In the middle of no where.
And then, the gorgeous park and it's
beauty shows up like it was waiting just for you.
You and hundreds of others
who made reservations in advance.
But, that's another story ...)

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15 comments:

Helen said...

I'm right there with you .....

Everyday Goddess said...

Getting into nature to find our souls is a perfect way to spend some time, nice magpie.

Remington said...

Aahhh, beautiful!

Martin H. said...

Sometimes we travel a long way before we realise a part of our soul is in another place.

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Naturegirl said...

Ahh Yes true happiness!

signed...bkm said...

Nothing but trails and sun...beautiful image - I can feel the warmth of it...bkm

Doctor FTSE said...

Freedom! Freedom! Nice Magpie.

Tumblewords: said...

Nature is a freedom like no other. I like the way your poem rocks along.

Kristen Haskell said...

I love the path to your soul. I sounds heavenly. Side note: I too am a big animal lover. I have adopted 5 all rescue adoptions! They are the most wonderful pets to adopt.

LeAnn said...

We should take that drive when I come up your way when the kid graduates........... whenever that is, lol.

Trellissimo said...

Ah, for the open road!

Tess Kincaid said...

Now I'm craving a long Sunday drive!

Mary said...

Dive on! Nice one.

Promising Poets Parking Lot said...

elegant..

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There comes a time in your life when you walk away from all of the drama and the people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you laugh. Forget the bad and focus on the good. Love the people who treat you right and pray for those who don’t. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is part of life, getting back up is living.

~ Jose N. Harris

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Purr Gang ~ My five cats

Cats ~ Al, Ashton Rosevelt, Jasmine Marie, Riley Andrew & Meredith Ann

Fur Gang ~ Jodie Isabella and Sally Jean
(The Original member, Sweet Bella is in memory only now. Maddy Jean, another original member, past away in August of 2014)

Mr. Boatman ~ my husband who likes boats

DD ~ my daughter who graduated and is now out living in the real world

DS or Dson ~ my son is studying computer science and math



Maddy Jean & Bella

Maddy Jean & Bella
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Jodie Isabella

Jodie Isabella

Al

Al
I adopted him from our local Humane Society

Ashton

Ashton
Adopted from my local horse supply store

Jasmine

Jasmine
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Riley

Riley
I adopted him from the local Humane Society

Meredith Ann

Meredith Ann
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