That Place Among The Hills (L'œuvre de Nature II)

That Place Among The Hills (L'œuvre de Nature II)

A Poem by Nate E. Flake (Cösmic Wönder)

...just the second poem in the collection.


Rugid elm wood,

Field of violet,

Spring air,

Deep anguish no longer seize the non pareil thought of self worthlesness.


The amenity of the whispering oak trees bear a voice that speaks to me;

befriending me at a time of dispair.

Vicious pride it urges me,

tells me to take on a life of joyousness.

The repudiate response delays my entrance into such thoughts,

intent, I seem.

At times of joy,

sadness seems prehensile.

"Go on, anticipate better days", it says ensuringly.


When I gaze up at the stars,

they tell a silent tale.

"Live, Love, and Thrive", they say.


O that place amongst the hills,

where my secrets are safe with it.

Where the wonders of life are,

Free to roam the open field.


Gone amongst the wind,

my spirit shall take me,

when I am gone,

Gone for eternity,

from this beautiful green earth.

I do believe there is,

a spirit in the sky.

O that place among the hills,

where there is peace, happiness forever.

Beauty in nature collides,

forming an ever beautiful utopia.

Land lush,

it can only be imagined.

O my refuge of peace.

The only place that can shield me fro the other world.

I drink from the native lake,

that nurtures my soul.


Uncanny it may seem,

to ever believe in such a place.

deep in our hearts,

our soul,

dwells a place that we can call home,

amongst the hills.

A place to escape to,

away from a world,

filed with the brutality,

that leaks from everfailing human nature.

© 2010 Nate E. Flake (Cösmic Wönder)

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Such a facinating write, It's brillant, beautiful and tells the truth.

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Nate E. Flake (Cösmic Wönder)
Nate E. Flake (Cösmic Wönder)

Where The Wild Things Are, CA

just started writing poetry, a way of art to express myself, to release my emotions I enjoy the works of Walt Whitman, E.E. Cummings, Langston Hughes, W.E.B. Dubois, William Ernest Henley, Ernest H.. more..