Nature’s Arena

she talks to me

not in words

words would just not do

they’d fall short of saying

all she had to say

fall short of reaching

the soul

she sings to me

in misty shades of purple and blue

in a way that only she can do

she lifts me

high above the skyline

to a mountaintop

high above the noise

the chaos down below

she loves me

like no other can ever do

she touches me

in misty shades of blue

~Michael Traveler

Traveler on the Backroads


Asheville, North Carolina

photo by Jaki Miller

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