by Ron Blake
August 2, 2012
I love the sights and smells of morning camp
Birds sing, gentle breezes stir the early damp
Routines of home and work are far behind
Simpler things occupy yet relax the mind
Awareness in this new and special place
Creates familiar mindfulness of grace
Scents of coffee and woodsmoke mingle in air
Time collapses – deep connections linger there
Worries and concerns are easily erased
Being in this moment can be fully embraced
Such is rare treasure, value beyond measure
I love the sights and smells of morning camp
Inspired one early morning in May at Petit Jean State Park while Camping with Joe…
Beautiful!
I agree! It was written while Daddy/Pops, Joe and I were making some coffee and getting the dutch oven ready for some biscuits. It really captured the moment, in a really nice way. I’ve been trying to get a finished version, and luckily was able to bend his arm a little bit. ;o)