behold the land before us
as it lays in anticipation
awaiting my arrival
giving welcome
patchwork fields quilted
a tapestry of colors
shades in green
tanned hues
dark black lines stretching
straight to the horizon
all roads returning
stand at center
hear the earth voice whisper
see the beauty surround
smell the sweetness
feel the wonder
behold our home before us
we are charged to care
protect and defend
we only get one
You have the senses alive in this one: sight, sound, smell and I can imagine the sensation of touch as well. Your desire to take the gift and turn it over into our need to act brings it full circle to the soul.
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