Poem – Transition

Everything has changed
since leaving the land of
the midnight sun.

Squishy, my thoughts
have become – what was
light and free before, has
taken on dreams interwoven
with a landscape and all the
life and history inhabiting each
grain of sand, each droplet,
and boulder cast from the
mountain top.

An evolution in thoughts
or the next step in finding
the person within?

I look out the window and
know the transition from summer
to fall has taken place and I fly into
the light scattered across the dew laced
grass and follow with my eyes closed.

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