I am a native of this coast... I am rainforest born,
blown by coastal winds,
twisted, and
shaped by the salt water of this western shore.
This is my home.
I am linked to great peoples,
indigenous,
settlers,
adventurers,
bound by the borders of this farthest western shore.
I grew here and nowhere else.
This is my home.
I can smell the Precious Life in each breath
and roll it's salt along my fingertips.
This is a sacred land.
This, this furthermost western shore,
is my home.
Welcome.
12 comments:
did you write that?
miss you.
yup...I just wrote it now. You likey?
I miss you, too
lovely
Oh that is lovely...
This sounds like a good place to be.
Nice. I love all the Arbutus on the side of Newcastle Island when passing by. Looks like they are reaching out to us.
Very pretty. I have trouble with Roses are Red...
Artistry and poetry...is poetry artistry already?
i likey thank you for sharing it is beautiful
i don't just like, i love!
beautiful!
I like that. :)
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