Mountains, trees and plains
Fill my eyes, my heart, my soul
Home in God’s country
About the poem:
Today I moved from my childhood home where I was staying Denver to the town where we raised our kids, in Niwot, Colorado. Also home.
In my route, I left via highways, passing refineries and industrial areas, and came out on a small road where this was my view, 10 minutes from my new home. And I felt an immense deep sigh of ..something. This something is when you feel you are part of nature, rather than part of man’s world. This feeling of being in God’s country. Ahhh. Let the healing happen.