Generational Occupied Territory- Humboldt County, CA.-USA
#WritcoPoemPrompt34
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by the setting sun... Refreshing is the scenery beyond the shaded canopies of the legendary Redwoods...
I pause the very essence of my Aura... breathing deeply, I meditate on conscious thought... steadying the vibrations of energy, I focus and visualize the paradoxical stargate that enters the Spirit Realm.
The Wanderers and Day Walkers owe my guide...
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by the setting sun... Refreshing is the scenery beyond the shaded canopies of the legendary Redwoods...
I pause the very essence of my Aura... breathing deeply, I meditate on conscious thought... steadying the vibrations of energy, I focus and visualize the paradoxical stargate that enters the Spirit Realm.
The Wanderers and Day Walkers owe my guide...