Portia Lane

(California)

Escape to Nature


I sit at the top of my mountain
Alone
The wind gently kisses my cheek
As the sun warmly invites me to stay a while

I look down onto the busy city below
For a distance tall evergreens
Sprinkle the city
With natural beauty

I sit
Now with the wind at my back
The breeze has picked up
I zip up my jacket and pull my hood over my head
The chill is not too bad
But my goal is to stay a comfortable warm

As time goes on
More people begin to arrive at the top of my mountain
Some in pairs
Most
Alone
Like me

I wonder what has brought them here
Was it the beautiful scenery
Or the hope of witnessing the suns decent
Maybe they are here for the same reason I am
To escape

The city lights and noises have become overwhelming
But that's not the only reason
I've been in my head for too long
Its time for me to release some of these thoughts, emotions, worries, pain
I sit here staring towards the bay
Begging that these things be swept away
With each wave that rolls back in the ocean

I whisper into the breeze my secrets
And watch as it carries them through rustling leaves
Leaving me if not forever, at least for the time being
After a deep inhale and releasing exhale
For the rest of the time I am no longer held prisoner of my thoughts

Submitted: Monday, April 23, 2012

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