O’ weary traveler, aged and too weak, lies resting in the grass and soon falls asleep. He dreams of past travels, his path lies ahead, but is blocked by an Angel, who’s voice speaks of dread. He opens his eyes, his journey complete, for he has seen his fate and soon starts to weep.
Resting nearby, She’s saddened to see, that the traveler has learned, what is now to be. His adventures have ended and time will not wait, for St. Peter is standing, holding open the gate.
Heaven hath decreed and called out his name, She learns that Death’s been sent, to take him away.
Though the hourglass has spoken as no sand remains, the soul of the traveler, owns her heart just the same. She cries out to heaven, for here he must stay, but the Angels refused, crossed their arms and looked away.
As Death drew near, aware of her plight, he cautions her gently, not to resist Heavens might. Softly she spoke, as that is her way and begged Death to leave, without much delay.
Death paused for moment, unsure what to say, then bows to her warmly and leaves, on his way. But Heaven was watching and reminded him his task and also that pleasing Mother Nature, is not what was asked.
Now the traveler was at peace and all that remained, was for Death to guide him back, to that Heavenly domain. Impatience was growing, within the Celestial reign and Death was reminded, to look once again.
Death peered into the darkness, but no traveler was seen, as She had blinded his eyes, by a deft use of rain. He had others to tend and soon he was gone, as many souls still need passage, to the land lying beyond.
She went to the traveler and protected him from sight, as the angels were curious where he had gone to that night. Mother nature is strong and incredibly wise, She keeps what she wants, from all prying eyes.
Though never thought fickle or a thief in the night, Mother Nature surprised Heaven, by cunning and might. The Angels then wisely, after searching all night, chose to not turn this folly, into a Celestial fight.
What virtue has he, to earn such a right, to be hidden from Heaven at this very time?
He was gentle to her, our Mother you see, kind with her home, as true traveler’s should be. He basked in her beauty and never once did stray, always “smelling the roses” as he traveled each day.
In sunlight they wander, though the Angels do stare, Mother Nature and the traveler, walk the earth, hand in hand.
As twilight comes and the sun yields to night, their two souls join as one, turning darkness to light.
He now sleeps within her bosom, eternally at home, resting ‘neath his name, carved in white marbled stone.
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I grew a quasi-beard thing for a trip and found myself doing this in a mirror making my serious face. Apparently i’m a teenager now and 15 selfie shots later, I had to laugh…idiot…!
North Of Chicago lies the Village of Vernon Hills. Autumn is in full swing and it’s beautiful here. Enjoy!
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Williams, Arizona is home to a fantastic Brewery called the Grand Canyon Brewing Company. Excellent food and locally brewed beer make for a wonderful evening surrounded by the unique wood crafted interior of the restaurant/pub. Williams is a quaint historic town located approximately 34 miles west of Flagstaff, Arizona on I-40. Williams is known as the Gateway to the Grand Canyon.