“Thoughts While Creating”
This was the preferred method of travel.
The journey to your family’s home was one of stillness and reflection.
All of your possessions would fit in one travel bag.
The wood burning fire’s smoke could be seen for miles.
You followed the warm lights from your family’s home for guidance.
You arrived on the Country Road where you were raised.
You were greeted with hand crafted ornaments and customs.
Your Mother spent all week preparing for the holiday meal.
Your home was full of smells and foods that cannot even be described.
Your soul was at peace in the heart of your family.