Oh Canada (Trailing)

A new poem, written in Whistler, British Columbia, on this campervaning adventure just couple of days ago

Our little campervan home for the week, overlooking a lake at sunrise

·

Winding through mountains

foreign, comforted by familiar
colors

·

Passing by waterfalls east
with ocean vistas westerly
trailing

·

Smells a little bit like home
but digests in abrasive new
ways

·

Pinecones here look bigger
evergreens brush in softer
textures

·

Sun sets faster, covered by
giant’s towering geological
textures

·

No hurry from me to refind
cityscapes of Vancouver’s
distractions
·
No time here: laying down in
the van’s back-end, listening to
friends

·

Laughter fills our souls full
until overflowing from our
mouths

·

This week we will share all
closely – the withins and the
withouts

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