California
I found myself wandering as I wondered about moments of my life. I slipped into a daydream and this came to me.
Luscious green peaks
Hanging from the lips of cliffs
Kiss the ocean’s feet
Beneath the veil of a gray mist
Wire draped poles
Dangling above the laughing swells
Catch a traveler’s eye
God’s mighty work prevails
A mile along a winding edge
A sea of green fields above a river’s dress
Skirting along the edge of California
Engulfed by the wonderment
A mountain opens its valley to him
A whistle leads the way
The golden ground of California
That slowly fades away