My Magical Place

From where I sit, far yonder the eye sees

The magnificent mountains and coniferous trees

With myriad shades of brown, blue and green

The striking vista so peaceful and serene

Oh here! My weary soul is at peace.

 

The emerald meadow is dotted with gems

As colorful offerings on delicate stems

They shimmy and shimmer in the gentle breeze

“Won’t you linger for a moment please?”

With the spry river sparkling at its ruffs and hems.

 

High in the sky the eagle soars

Close to my rock the river roars

In her heart, she captures the green and blue

Laughter and stories of people too

And takes these memories to distant shores.

 

Once to such a land I had been

This stunning sight my eyes had seen

But I didn’t have my heart’s fill

Obligations, they were a call shrill

To go back once more I am most keen.