An Exuberant Soul Sings: Alaskan Tranquility

[Nightmute]

Wide open expanses,
of plains, windswept,
of rains, that wet
the golden grains, in their dances.

Open sky of blue.
An eye, to view,
the wondrous hue
that cloudless skies imbrue.

On hills, my heels
touch not the ground.
These toes sink down into a mound
of loam, so deep, and barefoot, feels
the coolness of the earth, so heals
my soul, renewed, my sighing sound.

Heather hearkens, at my touch,
of times before, when nothing much
would pull my focus, my ungainly crutch
now set aside, made whole by such
beauty found, of fuchsia and blue,
of flowered hillocks, in wettened dew,
and climb, unbent, my vigor thrums
through veins made more to beat like drums.

Willows hold my worth.
My eyes, wide open, unblinking, see
my shadow melded deep to me,
as fingers cull this richest earth,
and in the shade, my soul remade
by tranquil touches of this glade;
my anxiety soon begins to fade.

I breathe in May, and exhale June,
to find, on lips, my Life's long tune.
Health restored, my skin to tingle,
with lips upturned, I hum a jingle
of happiness, of my soul's elation,
while resting in the Lord's creation.

I find I am at home, again.
I find I'm welcomed home.

[Fay Slimm]

A poem which should be recited in every celebratory meet in your much-loved Alaska dear friend. Your exhuberance beats all other ballads about revered places of dwelling in my humble opinion and the feel of great pride in the land comes over melodiously through every line. A piece worthy of reading again and again Richard so that Alaskan Tranquility will long be remembered. A wonderful read.

[Cindy]

The rhyme of the words are so beautiful in this poem. There's a wonderful rhythm to it.

[Stella]

Your gentle homeland as you paint it Richard is a beautiful, peaceful haven in which to be very thankful of all the gifts that are bestowed on upon us .

I love flow and rhythmic rhyme .. wonderful poetry my friend..thank you

[denysruak]

This is, Richard, a wondrous celebration of your Alaska. And when I say your, I mean your Alaska that, in those moments, belonged to you and you alone because you felt, embraced, understood, savoured, appreciated and owned everything around you that you describe so succinctly and succulently. Indeed, your very fibre is involved here. And it is wonderful this is so because in marveling at this fantastic earth we inhabit that is in constant creation and evolution, our very being, however minuscule that may be, shows and humbly acknowledges we are part of this universal homeland. I am in constant awe of my homeland, my earth, my solar system, my universe, my Creator and I am glad you are also in awe of your homeland, your earth, your ............ Thank you for this incredible exultation.

[denysruak]

Forgot to add to my comment above - if I may choose a favourite line - I love: "I breathe in May, and exhale June ..."

[Karin Anderson]

A wonderful title and and it has it been a wonderful experience to have lingered on every line enjoying the pride you have for your country Richard. 'Alaskan Tranquility' is superb poetry and Denys stole my favourite line. My second favourite line is 'Heather harkens at my touch'. Home is a haven for the heart and the last two lines are a triumph Richard.