Journey To Solace

The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise some where ~John Muir

Journey for Solace

Heart in mouth

Crossed hairpin

Mountain bends

 

Drove beyond

Dipping valleys

Up steep passes

 

Grief’s shadows dissipated

As thinned air gave pause

Jumpstarted paused heart

 

Weighted soul burst into song

Blood gushed to gaping holes

Pock marking traumatized heart

 

Quilted nature’s green patches

Sustenance starved swatches

Reaffirmed destiny’s universality

 

Hugging descended calm walled

In by succor gained from sight

Of nestled sacred grove therein

 

I was ready to tackle world again

Look fate in the eye and if necessary

Unsheathe hibernating gumption to defy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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