Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Solace





This is where my solace is found
Walking up the mountain
Amongst butterflies & lush trees
My children laughing & running ahead
Breathing in sweet oxygen like I never have before
Crossing streams with wooden bridges
With no urban sounds to be heard
My muscles ache with each elevated step
But my body pushes through each breath
I see a clearing ahead and can hear the falling water
I am almost there....