The Oregon Coast Spirit
by Kristi Marie Gott
Remember images so soothing,
Such a comfort in the night.
Tall firs along a river.
Bare aspens, mountains beyond.
Wild beaches full of driftwood.
Redwoods for a hundred miles.
No sound but the wind and water.
Birdsong breaks the silence.
Elk graze near a lost lagoon.
Deer take dainty steps in fields.
Snow heavy on the fir tree boughs.
New ice like thin glass on ponds.
A dozen mountain ridges fade to the sky.
Imagine all that peace and freedom.
The spirit loosed from bonds flies high,
The wellsprings of the soul reborn.
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