Where I am There is no religion here. The way the earth bends in this light, stretches out from here and rises to form mountain tops is more or less gradual. From here, you can see for miles. Everything is connected – rock and tree and sky. The wind pulls waves across these fields in an ever-changing, almost rhythmic pattern. I am here. This is what I came for.
Sarah Rehfeldt lives with her family in western Washington where she is a writer, artist, and photographer. Her poems have appeared in Presence; Blueline, Appalachia; and Weber – The Contemporary West. She finds inspiration in the close-up world of macro nature photography. Favorite subjects include her garden; the forest; cloudscapes; and the ever-plentiful raindrops of western Washington. You can view her photography web pages at: www.pbase.com/candanceski
This is a beautiful poem.
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I love this poem. Thank you!
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This poem is very very good. I really love the profoundness of connection which you have so well highlighted. The ‘rock and tree and sky’. a pleasure to read
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