The Happy Wanderer
The stars shine brighter away from the city lights;
My load feels lighter sleeping in an open field at night;
The air smells fresher with no exhaust from passing cars;
I get more pleasure wishing upon a shooting star.
Mornings are more cheerful when song birds are your alarm;
I somehow become tearful with the splendor of Mother Nature’s charm;
Bathing in sparkling lakes seem to get me much more clean;
I enjoy the water’s taste when gathered from a fresh flowing stream.
The backpack is no problem when a mountain vista is my goal;
My pains are no longer throbb’n purified by my inner soul;
Problems seem to melt away each step deeper in the wilderness;
It is here I could always stay immersed in total happiness.
The skies appear a deeper blue when framed by evergreens;
The flowers have a sharper hue with colors I’ve seldom seen;
Simple foods taste exquisite when hunger is earned through exercise;
I contemplate why I exist with each and every new surprise.
Conveniences of home I do not miss one little bit;
I never feel alone I have God to converse with;
I could stay out here for days and forget the calendar;
It’s out there that my thought stays - I’m the happy wanderer.
by Joe Flach, written and posted on 9/29/2011 for Francine's contest.
Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2011
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