I want to plant my feet into
The earth until they take root.
I want to stay here, in this
Place that feels like coming
Home, and never leave again.
I want to live inside of that
Sunrise in Seboomook, relive
The night before where we
Went looking for a moose and
Turned into excited children
When we found three. I want
That awe back, that peace and
Quiet of being in the middle of
Nowhere with no cell reception.
Give me back the days in Acadia,
The feeling of being on top of the
World, looking over the ocean
Atop Cadillac Mountain.
I can’t keep tearing myself to
Shreds every time I cross over
The state line away from my peace.
I love the last line “The state line away from my peace.” It captures so much of the feeling of the poem is such an unusual and vibrant way. Congrats on completing the marathon!
Thank you so much! This was such a challenge, I definitely jumped in headfirst with doing 24 hours my first year. I’m so glad I finished though and am happy with what came of it. Thanks for reading! 🙂
I can so relate to your poem. I moved to Muskoka, cottage country north of Toronto, 11 years ago, and there is a rock cut on the highway as you travel north that marks an invisible boundary with the south. Whenever we drive through it, I find my breathing slows and I feel I’ve come home. Muskoka is like Maine without the ocean — the same granite rock, pine trees and thousands of pristine lakes. Your poem took me to your favourite places with all of my senses. And I agree with Jacob, that last line is so powerful.