Sunday, March 28, 2010

Washington, in the Pines

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My soul seems to be longing for somewhere I have not been in a long time. I say this because I went there in my dreams last night. Strange how the mind can do that—to cavort us off to an entirely different place while our body lies dormant, nestled safe under warm covers.

But in dreams, there are no limitations.

A new song I’d recently heard played—it seems as from heaven itself—as I drove along the familial dusty roads to a place that was entirely new to me. I found myself moving far off into the Huckleberry Mountains, where the pine trees circled me in all directions like giant, hushed sentinels, watching.

I needed to get away for a while, to be away from the hustle and bustle of everyday living. I just need a few moments alone.

And so I took them.

I breathed in scent of pitch, the bittersweet, sticky smell that coats your nostrils in an aroma that seems to whisper ‘home.’ I sat and listened to the sound of the wind as it passed through the needles the trees, a wispy, airy melody I remembered with fondness.

I found myself trudging the winding dirt roads of my childhood. Memories of my dad. Memories of my mom.

I awoke.

I laid silently in the early-morning darkness, allowing the images to burn themselves into my retinas, to seep in the shadowy pockets of my soul.

It is now 5:30 a.m., and I find myself longing to return.

8 comments:

shoezimm said...

I, too, miss my beloved pines and listening in rapture to the rush of wind dancing among them, speaking in an airy language I wished I could learn. I miss the scent of pine sap and the crunch of needles underfoot, slowly returning to the rich loam of the forest floor. The rocks shifting beneath my feet as I walk the dusty roads that traverse the places that I love best in the world.

John Denver said it best....take me home country roads.

Maybe they can find their way into my dreams tonight....

Gerb said...

I hope your dreams take you back to where you long to be. Actually, with spring break coming up you have the power to make your dreams come true - if you so desire...

A Lark said...

I love dreams like this, that are so real you hate waking up and when you do, the feelings are still there with you....

Amy said...

What a wonderful dream! I love those kind. In fact, I had one similar to yours, but included a vampire and werewolf. I think I've read those Twilight books a little too often! :)

Oh, how did you like The Diary of a Wimpy Kid movie?

Cheeseboy said...

Wow. If it were my 5:30, I'd fall back asleep for another hour and a half and try and get back there. Of course, that never works.

Great post.

Richard & Natalie said...

This made my throat lumpy and induced an ache for a place I have been gone from for way too long; a place that until I an get a passport, I will only be allowed to visit in my own dreams.
Thanks for the great imagery.

mywest said...

Son,
Let your dreams come true...you know where I live... but you have the other big trip to the south planned.
If not for working on this house I would be there now with all.
Love, Dad

Rachel said...

I dream....I wish.....I dream some more........maybe someday.....

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