the Sojourner

Where will I land??

maybe in the sand

Or in the grass...by a lake.

I've never seen the ocean or a mountain.

I'll make a wish while I wait.

This part of my journey...about to end.

The winds of change are slowing down

Even as I'm at her mercy...she places me gently on the ground.

It feels strange...my beauty somewhat re-arranged,

no longer part of my tree.

I'll find comfort in the knowing,

wherever I land...

I'm forever me.



*inspired by experience and the beauty of "the trail"