
scented climates
wafted airways
inoculate the soul
pine needle
knitted padding
beneath bare feet
tickles
passing granite
stabilized structures
muscles stretch
burning flight
upward
gold crusted
branches immersed
the sky white
chalky brilliance
questions inside
arching aloft
weathered brush below
streaming silence
hearkens forward
keep traveling
Categories: Landscapes, Nature, Poetry
This is beautiful!
Thank you! I loved being there – this helps me remember the experience.
Love that!
Love Maine and all those colors. Nice to see so much beauty on such gloomy days.
Thanks Diane!