The Way Home

Preferred by those that know of nothing fair.
Destroyed by sand that blows through consciousness.
Existing in a vacuum of despair.
I left that world behind I must confess.

The wheels of hope extinguished memories.
With every mile clouds would drift away.
Until the devil's valley and disease.
Were lost in natures brilliant grand foyer.

Rejoice, the mountains, rivers of my home.
Forsaken once so young and long ago.
The years have swallowed up the urge to roam.
And age has brought the need to take it slow.
     Thoughts now have left me of that evil land.
     Here God and nature hold me in their hand.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Dietrich Avatar
July 31, 2014 at 11:04 PM
so nice this is. CAn't believe I found a poem I've not seen yet. I have to look very carefully to find them! Great theme. I especially like the last verse of it.
Nehls Avatar
August 2, 2014 at 1:56 AM
Thank you again, Andrea. I have almost totally forgotten that part of my life that I left behind, and I am so grateful to be back to the only place I ever thought of as home. I am blessed by God and nature for sure and my writing has blossomed since moving back, four months ago. Thanks so much for your comments, my friend... Robert.
Lindley Avatar
July 30, 2014 at 11:09 PM
A fantastic write and no comments. Last two lines truly iced the cake my friend. Simply beautiful poem!!!! I can see a heart and spirit glow in it....
Nehls Avatar
July 31, 2014 at 2:07 AM
Thanks, Robert. After 3 years of living in the most depressing place we have ever lived, there was a stirring in my soul as the miles passed. When I began to see the mountains of Montana I could feel a great change taking place in my soul. I think we must sometimes experience certain things in order to appreciate others. I truly appreciate this beautiful place I am living in now. Thank you, my friend...Robert.
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