Carolina Memories

The ending of winter, bringing about reclusive winds.
The bare branches sway back and forth, singing in harmony
as they swish through the air.

Soon they give birth to leaves, budding flowers.
The warm breath of the sun coats the once frozen earth.
New smells, and the consistent caress of a spring times breeze.

My senses drown in the taste of the air. The feel, the smell, the sight...and the sound. It teases playfully, delicately enlightening me to this world.

Brown grass slowly growing green again. Frozen streams now thawed, and gently babbling across rock beds and eventually end in the reservoir....where we drink Mother Natures clear, cool nectar.

This world, this country setting...that I long for. I almost expect
it all to fade into nothing with my absence. With my take of leave.
Surely my fears are wasted on something that'll never happen...right?

Truly, leaving will not change anything, right? I don't know. I could never answer that question before, and I don't know why I try now. All I have, and all I can do is hope. Hope that when I come back to this land...

...Nothing will have changed. The sweet smells of nature...and the encompassing breezes that flow like invisible rivers through the pine tree forest stays intact. The brook down by the old pond never gets polluted, and the minnows that swim back and forth there...continue to live. Be happy, and free.

My future doesn't look promising. But if I die, North Carolina is where I want to come back to. The cool Atlantic Beaches, salty, fresh, and healthy with Seagulls, shrimp, crabs, and fish that keep our shores clean.

The grandeur that is our mountains. The Blue Ridge, with it's countless mysteries. It's amazing expanses of Forests there, for the random explorer to experience.

North Carolina...my home. My heart. My place of rest.