The North: (My Rebirth, My Return)

My return North, further west, but still North, was familiar. The grasses, the soils, the air, the waters, the trees all spoke to Me.

In the North

I was born and Raised

When I Return

I'm back on the Page

Seeing familiar Plants

Feeling the weather Change

Like waking in a Dream

That's just been Rearranged

Move to the South

Transplanted when still Growing

I was Interrupted

Within my movement Flowing

In the North

I was born and Raised

When I Return

I'm back on the Page

Familiar sights and Sounds

That have stuck with Me

All of the Surrounds

And comes to hold me Sweet

No mention of my Father

For he has left this Place

No sign of my Mother

She's gone without a Trace

In the North

I was born and Raised

When I Return

I'm back on the Page

The Mystery of Me

Continues to Live On

Open my eyes in the Morning

My Heart is growing Strong

I walk down by the River

I take a little Drink

My toes begin to Shiver

It starts my mind to Think

In the North

I was born and Raised

When I Return

I'm back on the Page

About those days gone By

Lost in a Morning Fog

When I was the Child Shy

I was sitting there upon a Log

The skies opened Up

And they screamed to Me

You gotta find your way Back

And come and Live with Me

In the North

I was born and Raised

When I Return

I'm back on the Page

My fear sets In

As I begin to Gaze

So many Hearts to Win

Could this just be a Phase

But these waters Clear

They come so strong to Speak

Don't be ruled by Fear

Realize you are no longer Weak

In the North

I was born and Raised

When I Return

I'm back on the Page

And in that moment I

Could see it all so Clear

No more questions Why

My Soul became the Mirror

I then knew my Heart 

Just what I had to Do

To make a whole new Start

And become the Blessed Few

In the North

I was born and Raised

When I Return

I'm back on the Page

To return to the waters Edge

Walk into the Forest Deep

Take that step off the Ledge

Find how deep these roots do Creep

To be the Child of this Nature

That I have always Been

It doesn't matter how Mature

I am that Child Again

In the North

I was born and Raised

When I Return

I'm back on the Page

North but further West, it is still North, it is still Familiar, it is still sweet Air, it is still clear waters, refreshing, the mighty Forest, and the hills replaced by Mountains, that sing to me, ancient lands replaced by new flows of lava in relative terms, the White Pine of Michigan, replaced by the Ponderosa Pine of Oregon, The Great Lake Superior, replaced by the Ocean in the North Pacific Coast, it will be my Home one Day, it told me it would be my Home one day, I will breathe it's Heavenly Air, my Hair will be blown by its breeze, I take a Knee, I take a Knee, thankful for this Mystery, thankful for this Mystery. I will walk upon her shore, write my dreams in her Sand, I will go to her Forest and ride her Rivers of her Land, I do understand, I do understand.