"If you are faced with a mountain, you have several options. You can climb it and cross to the other side. You can go around it. You can dig under it. You can fly over it. You can blow it up. You can ignore it and pretend it's not there. You can turn around and go back the way you came. Or you can stay on the mountain and make it your home" Vera Nazarian
I nestle myself in the bosom of the Blue Ridge, nourished, nurtured, allow my heart to languish within her embrace, her lullabies absorbed, my eyes refreshed. Deep breathes, feet bare, a settling of the spirit, which only Mother can soothe. Coneflowers grace my view whose colors are starting to fade, petals beginning to droop. Reminds me strength and healing are cycles of renewal and rebirth; what home is all about.
Sturdy stems elevate
as pink petals start to droop;
a mountain breeze soothes.
by Margaret Bednar, July 18, 2019
This is linked with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Toni's Challenge - Poetry Puts a Lump in Your Throat" Find a Quote and write a poem that reflects the sentiment. No more than 24 lines.
The photos are not from my backyard, but from where I get my hair done (Westglow Spa). I wish this was my everyday view, but I am satisfied with where we live and our quaint view of the mountains and trees. I am minutes from views similar to this all day long.
The photos are not from my backyard, but from where I get my hair done (Westglow Spa). I wish this was my everyday view, but I am satisfied with where we live and our quaint view of the mountains and trees. I am minutes from views similar to this all day long.
