Those high places #poetry #Earthweal

I long for those high lonely places
up there 
in the realm of endless sun
up where
clouds gather then
skies thunder 
lightning strikes
rain follows falling then
a rainbow paints the sky
and I long once again for those high places

those high, wide open spaces
where I once wandered freely
as a child
dreams, hopes, imagination 
unrestrained
desire saying nothing more to me than
‘let me wander here!’
And still I long for those wide open spaces:

There where peace is
found yet let me rest a while
or when it is my time to rest
eternally then
let my dust rest there 
up there, and blowing freely in the wind
around, above beyond, below, behind
those far unfettered spaces, do not doubt
that I have found
my perfect peace.

Posting this for Earthweal’s Open Link Weekend #44. Some nature poetry, perhaps a little morbid, but the late autumn light has put me into a reflective mood. I enjoy the beauty of the valley but feel a little locked-down until I get out onto the hillside.

16 thoughts on “Those high places #poetry #Earthweal

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  1. Your poem reads like a gust of high mountain air. I felt my mind clearing as I read it. In writing of the peace you find there you have spread that peace out to those who read your poem. Thank you.

  2. Oh this is beautiful. Yes, the soul longs for those high peaceful places, especially when down here is so full of discord.

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