I jump in my Truck
 for my spontaneous hour ride
passing the open greenery and farms
 full of overpowering cow poop
that reminds me of how much I love this place.
But I am driven East
 to the coast of Maine
to get my fix
 a deep breathe of sweet sea kelp,
mesmerized by the unity I feel
 as each wave crashes on the shore
with the sea gulls chiming in
 I hear a symphony
and my spirit feels like a baby again
 like mother just sung me
  the sweetest lullaby.....

    Carolyn R. Dodge/5-2000 <