Land with me
Atop the sea
And wait for hope
To pour down
Another day has
Come and gone
Taking us closer
To our forever
Over the mountain
And around the pines
Down the path
A brilliant green
Shadowed light leads
The way, our
Footsteps make soft
Impressions in the ground
Continually running,
That is what
We do, over
And over again
With the promise
Of a thousand
Years to come
We keep pace
&
They wait to
Welcome us
At last, under
A brightened sky
We stop.
We look up.
We breathe.
Knowing
We made it.
We are home.
From Where She Stands 
Beautiful, Helen. I am following your blog and await your next short story as well as your poetry.
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I’m really so glad my words are having an impact. Knowing that audience is there is a very powerful motivator.
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Beautiful!
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I’m glad you like it.
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Thank you. Certain pieces I write just feel so perfect for sharing.
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