unWound itself to the coast.
Hugging her curvy edges
and letting her absorb my tumbling thoughts,
she welcomed me home.
More than a meandering line
drawn from the mountains to the shore,
her canvas was touched by a Divine artist’s brush.
Leafy arms tower above the striped narrow highway,
offering seekers and travelers nature’s embrace
in the shape of laughing leaves and extended grace.
I lost sight of the life affirming road and life’s concerns
when I stepped into a kayak and pushed off into a peaceful afternoon.
Under fast moving fog, I paddled down the Siltcoos River, slow moving.
The unWinding road
has wound its way into my soul.
Another song from the winding road. The tone and lyrics of this song, “Harlem River,” by Kevin Morby, is a nice match for the vibes I felt paddling down the Siltcoos River . 🛶 Enjoy! 🎶 Both the winding road and my book project have wound their way into my soul. ✨ One I will take home with me, the other will never leave me. Thank you for visiting and reading. Be well. 💗 Michele
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Photos: My images (Newport, Oregon) No photos from kayaking – just memories. Memories are waterproof, my camera is not. 😆
© 2021 Michele Lee Sefton.