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The Long Journey Home
To give you some history. I left my hometown in 1979 to join the Navy. Since that time, I have had many misadventures and trials, traveled to many parts of the world, lived in many different places and made my share of mistakes. I've at last found peace now that I've completed my long journey home.
The following thoughts were recorded early one morning as I was approaching Lookout Mountain in Chattanooga, TN.
The following thoughts were recorded early one morning as I was approaching Lookout Mountain in Chattanooga, TN.
I'm going home!
Home to the undulating hills, the emerald mountain spires
reaching right up to the skies,
among the clouds floating past my fingertips.
reaching right up to the skies,
among the clouds floating past my fingertips.
I'm going home!
Sweet morning dew beneath my feet,
moss stretches like a magic carpet
beyond my wandering gaze.
Breath I see blending with the cool crisp mountain air.
Breath I see blending with the cool crisp mountain air.
I'm going home!
Crystal creeks tumble down over rocks to sooth my aching soul.
Sun rises over jagged peaks kissed with eternal fog.
I'm going home to plant my roots and grow a heart no more to break.
Sun rises over jagged peaks kissed with eternal fog.
I'm going home to plant my roots and grow a heart no more to break.
I'm home,
blessed mountains...
I'm home!
Susan Street
February 28, 2003
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Below are a few pictures I've taken of our beautiful part of the world and the wild life we share it with.
February 28, 2003
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Below are a few pictures I've taken of our beautiful part of the world and the wild life we share it with.