It came to me then,
Watching the lofted clouds climbing
Like heavenly stairs rising
Into the blue.
I turned around after hesitating,
Yet something spoke to me
To turn round and go back,
Come to see this vision,
And in gravel road side weeds I stopped,
Vacating the warmth of my metal box
As cars raced by destination unknown.
I stood there
Eyes filled with the rays that fell
Touching the ground gently,
Just watching silently
The way the light hit just the right way,
The perfect way that said
This moment will not come again like this,
Here right now
Overlooking the silent field
Where under summer skies the horses move about
Yet they were strangely absent today,
Perhaps seeking shelter
From the chilling wind
High on this hill.
I watched with peace flowing through my soul,
And capturing the scene
Turned around smiling
Headed for the home
That waited patiently
For my welcome.