We gave up
our little foothold
in the mountains
and settled by the sea.
A good decision;
the right one for us.
But the mountains still call,
and we answer when we can, 
to savor once again
the sunlight filtered
through ever so tall trees.
The icy streams tumbling
over rock formations
worn smooth by season
after season of moving waters.
The quiet woods
where change occurs slowly.
Nature’s gentle hand reaching out
to encourage us to slow down.
To pause and reflect on
this time, this place, this moment.