Gone and back
January 24, 2010 § 5 Comments
When I first arrived in September
the garden at AQ,
among its tall bushes
a delightful secret
There were the little things too,
in shapes I had never seen before.
I went to grouse for the big things.
It was a mountain.
On my way up I thought
maybe I would fall and die.
I was soon hanging onto dear life again
this time quite happily
on the way to see the whales.
Then I went to the rockies where
I fell in love with the mountains and the lakes
christmas trees covered in snow.
All too soon we were back in school
But Halloween comforted with her other delights.
on the way to whistler
the untouchable beauty of Shannon falls
which brought alive for me
the notion that the destination’s not everything.
Amidst the dreary rains of vancouver’s november also
I seized a sunny day, so rare
and went to Stanley Park myself.
I saw there a fallen tree to climb
which in excitement I scrambled up
How I love trees, fallen ones included.
just when I thought maybe I was done with discovering
I walked onto the rooftop
towards the mountains
I never knew you could just climb onto the rooftop to reach beauty.
Sometimes you have to travel though
and travel I did
to New York
through doors I never thought I would enter
into the glorious places within
I should mention it involved lots of snow
The tiny flake you see when you look over your shoulder…
and others you sink your boots into.
The last day in school was ironically
a day of further discoveries
Amidst the packing
I spent it staring
this time more closely
at the sunrise
at the snow
As the time ticked away
I was overcome by nostalgia
sitting in the kitchen
looking outside the window…
4 months away
but I’m back now.
Into the land of good food
and I guess most importantly,
and who can forget,