Whatever Happened
This came to me after I left the last place I felt at home at all, while travelling across the country. I feel it describes well where I am on my place in this life at this time-longing for the feeling of being rooted once more.
Whatever happened
To the absolute joy,
To the wonder the heart felt
When met with a breath of crisp mountain air?
There was a time that this feeling
Was amongst the most satisfying.
Whatever happened
To the absolute peace
That radiated up from the toes
Wilst planted feet firmly within life's sacred earth?
There was a time this rooting
Kept the mind within grounded guidelines and opened new paths.
Whatever happened,
Must've happened;
For to hear the tune of nature's true song
The ears must move in and out of sense.
Although the time may seem to have passed,
She calls back;
And in the answer.....
The crisp mountain air fills the lungs
Wilst filling the Soul with joy.
Toes in the earth tickle with delight,
As a peace emanates for true grounding.
Whatever happened,
Must've happened.
For to find true love in nature
Is to come back to this divine connection.
For in truth, no man struggles more than the next;
Whether in life or in death-
We again become rooted.
About the Creator
Jami Larson
I used to say my writing page was where the monster's hide. Not often have I taken a go at fiction writing.
When i was a young child, my mentor encouraged me to write. What I remember the most is:
"Write what you see."
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