God's Country

Standing on the edge of this cliff
Looking down at this valley below
Where my mind and memory is adrift
Along with the current river's flow

I can hear mother natures' whispers
I can see the bald eagle take flight
The beavers use their tails like flippers
And the day creatures hibernate for the night

The sun tells me that its almost time
I can see the blinking of every firefly
For the moon says it's not far behind
A big gust of wind just passed me on by

Off in the distance I can hear the wolves howl
There are still several bear trying to catch a trout
Just to the back of me I hear the hoot of an owl
This certainly feels like God's Country, no doubt

I walk back towards my tent and my campfire
I just lie back and listen to all of the sounds
I often watch the flames get themselves higher
I told myself this is what I need for me to be unwound

I heard several foxes play and I even saw a porcupine
I thought I saw a wolf but I wasn't sure where he went
I laid back down, knowing that I will be completely fine
That's until I spent most of the night breathing a skunk's scent

Ahhh! You got to love mother nature and all her existing beauty
There was no television, no city lights, no major highways too
It was just me out here giving a listen too good old God's Country
I'm sure if you need a break where you're at; it'll be good for you!

by: James W. Mckay
       July 27, 2023

Reviews

[willweb]

That was beautiful and such a relaxing poetic journey into nature, very soothing to the soul. Nice one James.

[James Mckay]

Thank you Will. I think these type of poems you can literally just close your eyes and picture yourself there and see it all.