Early starry morn
steam rising off breath
off coffee
off damp clothes absorbing
my freshly un-bedded warmth
The day unfolds as a lovers caress
calling to go upwards and beyond
to distant places
mind free of other burdens
echoes of the past fade
as only footsteps in the tussock matter
leading to the rivers song
far below...
2 comments:
Hey Robb! Thanks for stopping by and glad to see your still hiking those beautiful hills and valleys on the North Island...:)
Kia ora TB,
Laid a bit low with a crummy knee at the moment, but healing. Planning a reunion next month with the hills to keep me motivated. The world of blogging has certainly quietened down a bit since 4-5 years ago. Glad your place is thriving...
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