Friday, May 23, 2008

More "Up North" Photos

I am here, but my brain is still north,
in the woods where life seems purer,
each breath savored like a swallow of red
I hold it in, save me from drowning.

1 comment:

RainforestRobin said...

Your poem clenched at my heart as I related to it. So BEAUTIFUL!
Thank you, Robin