Going Home

The trees speak the same ancient language.

The grass
is no greener,
the sky
no bluer.

The wind
bites no deeper,
the trees speak
the same ancient language
as do the clouds.

Elk Creek, Erie County, PA, in the heart of Steelhead Alley.

The birds
sing just as sweetly,
the rivers and creeks
flow just as steadily
and, occassionally, 
are just as muddy.

The airs 
heavier, but I
feel lighter,
familiarity and family
lightening the load.

You can definitely go home.