This is one of seven poems written over a three day period during the annual School of Theology Dubose Lectures. The little stone home, Pollywood, in which I stayed and where these were written sits along a bluff guarded by trees who have seen more sunrises than I. It is not far from the Natural Bridge.
The Mountain stands
Tall, imposing, welcoming those –
Whose upward trek completed –
Find refuge within Gates
Where Angels roam freely
Returned now after their long
Duty protecting Sons and Daughters
During their sojourn in lands
Afar from the rustling leaves
Of tall oaks and singing birds
Singing songs of welcome
Whistling in dulcet notes the
Song – “Once embraced by the
Master of this Mountain, no matter
How far you travel, the Welcome is
Sweet, your soul’s Feast is served.
You, my Child, are arrived Home.”
By Ram Lopez – 27 September 2016 – Sewanee, TN
3 thoughts on “Arriving”
I like this. It’s soft, sweet and kind.
THIS is Sewanee! Wonderful!
Sewanee must be a very special place for you. 🙂