North Carolina
greeted with blazing
pink rhododendrons
the smoky mountains
I hugged tightly
its western borders
of Cherokee forest
mysterious roads
meandered and rolled
switchbacks and curves
taking me into the river below
veiling my eyes to any road
leading east not letting me see
until releasing me upon
the border land of Tennessee
 

a beautiful day across Virginia
blue ridge mountains and grazing farms
then I crossed the Shenandoah
on to Alexandria my soul sister
a glass of wine and a deck of cards
no reminisce nor future planned
content to be as we are
her library filled with validations
of knowledge and comprehension
the Virginia sky poured down tears
how my heart begged and mind thoughts spiraled
the meridian of timeline and imbedded codes
patiently waiting for the rain to pass
knowing the inner guidance

I pulled out a book from the shelf
and curled up with a blanket and coffee
The Kybalion was one I’d never read
yet aware of its philosophy
to fine tune the knowing of existence
everything comes when it is time
and nothing comes when it isn’t
 

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