I can get caught up in
the day to day
an e-mail to send,
someone to call,
a lesson to plan.
Each moment feels tight,
important and heavy
like someone is seeing
every move I make
watching, judging.
But when I stand and look
at that green mountain
the clouds hazy,
the leaves dripping
I remember her voice.
She is soothing and calm
like a whisper
with strength inside it,
Mother Nature speaks.
She reminds me of this place
Medellin, Colombia,
a dot on the map
where I ended up
to continue my journey.
In my heart I realize
where I belong
a place much bigger
than emails and dots,
the planet we share.

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