The yellow fields are awake in the sun
Rolling hills singing with the wind
The breeze brushes the smell of canola flowers against my face
Singing birds adorn the hillside
I feel peace here
Here where the sky extends forever
In its ever changing colours and shapes
As the sun sets in the west.
A dog at my side,
Gravel beneath my feet
I move freely from field to field
Who knows where we shall go?
For the fences,
Barbed wire
And signs do not hold us captive.
We can go where we please
The stewards of the land know us
The young girl
And a black dog
Trekking through the alfalfa
Chasing wild dreams
Of adventure and exploration
Sometimes we exchange a wave
A smile
Or a few words before we move on again
Looking around the bend in the trees
Following the game trails
Picking up treasures brought from the earth
There's a felled tree in the bushes here
I can climb it and sit awhile
While my dog lays in the cool grass l
I look to the sky peering though the canopy
The bushes are quiet
Yet alive with the music of the fauna
The wind blows the treetops side to side
The soft creaking of the trees
Is the symphony of the bush.
The sun is going down.
We must return now.
By the time we get back it will be dark
But that's ok.
As long as I have my dog with me
I will fearlessly walk to the ends of the world
Dancing on the fringes
Playing chicken with the ledge
As long as he was by my side.
The coyotes howl in the distance
They have picked up our trail
But we fear not
For we are a force together
Stronger then the river current
And bigger then any mountain
We were together.
And we were free.
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 12:07 AM UTC
The yellow fields are awake in the sun
Rolling hills singing with the wind
The breeze brushes the smell of canola flowers against my face
Singing birds adorn the hillside
I feel peace here
Here where the sky extends forever
In its ever changing colours and shapes
As the sun sets in the west.
A dog at my side,
Gravel beneath my feet
I move freely from field to field
Who knows where we shall go?
For the fences,
Barbed wire
And signs do not hold us captive.
We can go where we please
The stewards of the land know us
The young girl
And a black dog
Trekking through the alfalfa
Chasing wild dreams
Of adventure and exploration
Sometimes we exchange a wave
A smile
Or a few words before we move on again
Looking around the bend in the trees
Following the game trails
Picking up treasures brought from the earth
There's a felled tree in the bushes here
I can climb it and sit awhile
While my dog lays in the cool grass l
I look to the sky peering though the canopy
The bushes are quiet
Yet alive with the music of the fauna
The wind blows the treetops side to side
The soft creaking of the trees
Is the symphony of the bush.
The sun is going down.
We must return now.
By the time we get back it will be dark
But that's ok.
As long as I have my dog with me
I will fearlessly walk to the ends of the world
Dancing on the fringes
Playing chicken with the ledge
As long as he was by my side.
The coyotes howl in the distance
They have picked up our trail
But we fear not
For we are a force together
Stronger then the river current
And bigger then any mountain
We were together.
And we were free.
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