Shadows On a Distant  Highway

 

Black Spruce

In black spruce country
dreaming of snow
swirling through
this passing landscape of thought
and fragments
of rivers past.

I’m a stranger
journeying with these
shifting emotions,
swimming in reservoirs
of vast
electric current.

I want to love and live
deep in the green boughs
of a cold moonless sky.
Searching for
a quiet space
to lie down
and drift into
raging waters.

I’m gently falling
into warm arms
and peaceful eyes;
embracing this space
where black spruce
stand like the silhouettes
of old wandering spirits,
shadows on a distant highway.

photo credit: AbyssWriter via photopin cc

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