The Ways Of My Soul

See the lonely eagle

Know it is his sky

Hear the thunder crashing

The grizzly in the dry

See the mighty pines

Tower in the sun

Hear the blind fury

Of the spring rivers run

And know

Above all

Where you stand

 

Feel the Chinook wind

Blow warm across the land

See the ancient bones

Once were seas where you now stand

See the low, swift creatures

Beneath the endless sky

Hear the cracking hiss of summer

Where winters silence soon will lie

And know

Above all

Where you stand

 

Soon I return

To the ways of my soul

My life, a restless journey

From the rapids to the shoals

Soon like the salmon

In the Skeena

Must I go

Back to the heartbeat

In the mother

Of my soul

And leave

My blue Rockies

Nevermore

Published on June 19, 2011 at 1:59 am  Comments Off  
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