I woke up this morning feeling great. The gloomy introspection of winter is easing more and more. As if to offer their support, bunches of yellow daffodils are blooming along the garden path to cheer on my soaring spirits with the coming of Spring. It’s just around the corner…not long now! This got me thinking of my poem ‘Winding Roads’ which I first posted in 2016!! Where have those 3 years gone? Here’s the poem. Keep in mind the lumpy hills of Scotland, denuded of trees by wealthy landowners over the centuries to make way for livestock farming. Such a shame, although the hills do have a stark beauty. We see them as they really are without any adornment. So this weekend let’s try to see the ‘real’ beauty in everyone and everything we come across. Have a wonderful time. Namaste, Anita. 😁🌳🐂
Winding Roads by Anita Neilson
Winding roads and lumpy hills
lined by crowds of daffodils
cheering on the weary traveller
“Not long now!” they cry.
stand strong and serene
a majestic backdrop to this wonderful scene:
ochre heather and grey-coloured scree
trees clinging on at odd degrees
ancient rocks clad in moss against the cold
respite for travellers in days of old.
We are intruders in this landscape
yet it seems a part of me –
our shared heritage and history.
But this land belongs to all, not some,
softly winding roads leading us home.
You can read the original post at https://anitaneilson.com/2016/07/25/winding-roads/