Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Ode To The Om Shanti

The rushing creek is talking to me here
One last time
Giving me its blessings
Sending me on my way
Chris Falls
 
The fire of the autumn leaves
Lighting my way
The crisp cool air clearing my head
The majestic mountain with its arms open wide
Pointing the way home
Telling me that home is in my heart
 
Thank you for this important time
11 years
the number 2
I am now one
Everything is as it should be
 
I leave behind a house of memories
Some good, some sad
For the next family
To sit in this spot and make their own memories
I leave happiness
of a brand new life
a new chapter
yet to be written

Thank you for all that you have given me

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