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They’ve always been there, unaware When I felt lonely, lost, longing For the presence of the light’s caress, Softly unfolding beyond the azure Skies, whispering joy over my soul, into Shimmering that twinkles, above In the skies and below, in my eyes They’ve always known me, as a child Silent and the only one belonging Beneath their gaze, in the warm haze Tenderly blowing winds through the oaks, Between emerald pine’s soft needles, Inspiring the heart to laugh, breathing in The dandelion dreams, the whimsical Seeds dancing through the fields, alive Like the reflection in the streams… They’ve always colored my thoughts In hues of inspiration, stirring awake the Imagination, the creative urges Birthing poetry, promises pouring out Through the thickets, the forests… Woods filled with underbrush, laurels Groves so honest and completing Hope for the quiet victory of a forest They’ve always known me, the girl Who loves them, their abiding grace Sentenced to life in this place… Where God has been, with His hand, Painting them glorious, graceful… Gripping the heart with their intimate Laughter, winds soothing away the night With the music of these mountains, So alive – they always strive To bring the spirit a sense of peace, Serenity in this place – blue ridges God’s show, on display – the way Between moments when the light Lets in the music, the soothing His forever beauty – grace like the newness Beneath the ancient crests, the stillness His mystery roused in the elevations Ridges, zeniths, summits – God’s reach His peace… They’ve always been there… Arising through the sheltering limbs and peaks Praise God for such strength This is home to me, home – always home