Canada-

There's a place I love nestled between the earth's wings- Come- ride the land with me- while the eagles soar above the silence of the Prairies and mountain's- Oh-Canada of the sounding eagles- you rend your voice of thunder in white clouds of wounded snow- your north wind falls like an avalanche roaring and biting to arouse the sky- freed but for a moment from your frozen tears- you handed out the lighting of the cold-abandoned it and chained it- Canada- I love your soil-your bread-your people- I love your Islands-your oceans and rivers- I love your delicate vineyards and farms- I love your leaping streams and lakes- I love your vertical mountains beset by abstract stones of silence- I love your forests that rise from the solemnity of their roots- I love your cities and towns motionless in time- Your light is as tender as a deer and your shade is like a green eyelid- Canada- your aroma rises through my roots into my heart- and in the depth of my soul rests your wild freedom- Canada- an earthly flower enclosed in throbbing beauty-California Blue