The air is so crisp it teases my very senses
New growth twists abounding about my feet
Pine smells float whimsically around in the wind
Here one could get lost in the forests time
Birds sing a hurried song for all that will hear
While off in the distance a lone gray wolf calls
Mother moose quietly feeds openly on the willows
Whiles bear eats readily upon the blueberries bushes
The rail cars whistle is echoing on old canyon walls
Only this disturbs this ancient places alluring peace
Walking I hope not to disturb natures hearts pendulum
Silence! Earth is giving birth at this very moment
Spring sweet spring how with grace I enjoy thee
This second happily viewing your fragrant skin
Love truly is in you here in this wondrous place
This harsh yet beautiful place on earth called Alaska
I want to come to Alaska.....*sob* I want to go there so bad I can't stand it!! Beautiful poem that beckons; wish I could go there! I would go there to Alaska in a heartbeat!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Called Alaska is calling me...oh, how I'd love to see the wilds for myself! The flora, fauna, wildlife, the Northern Lights...especially the Northern Lights. Siggggggggghhhhhhhhh...and I'm grounded here in Texas. A beautiful journey you've taken me on today, if only in my mind...thank you, I am most grateful.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
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Glad all seems well!
eT
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Love, Jo
Felix
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Called Alaska is calling me...oh, how I'd love to see the wilds for myself! The flora, fauna, wildlife, the Northern Lights...especially the Northern Lights. Siggggggggghhhhhhhhh...and I'm grounded here in Texas. A beautiful journey you've taken me on today, if only in my mind...thank you, I am most grateful.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love the spo0ky photo...
Regis