Afton; A Natural Place of Wonder Be

Afton, a natural place of wonder be

woodsy paths under touchstone trees
though the paths she did not arrange
Kathy is clearing them all
and repairing broken window panes
inherit the love of the dearly departed
the old barn and chicken coop
and walks down the country road
view of the lake at sunrise
a well deserv'd prize

 

            did we almost in Seneca Falls reside

in three-gabled mansion chandliers inside

lover of architectural history

more like a cold comfortless enclosure

igniting the lifeless guilded structure

from missions to the other world

as servants passed into empire stateless

a summer home in the finger lakes

where the middle finger of fate hesitates

church bells a-ringing on the weightless

 

 immigrant breathing life into a lady stout

return of the native working out

changing the shape and sharpening focus

pings of space and pangs of krokus

gardens and bustle, bike paths and eateries

re-connecting to familiar landscapes

being a part of a Taichung growing

forging new paths through smothering air

accepting what is without derision

our eyes see the glory, this is our vision

5-4-13