Fog drifting in amongst the trees
Creating drip drop melodies
And grizzlies in safe habitat
This was the view from where we sat
Reminding me that I am blessed
Though trees might seem so winter pressed.
A day spent near the mountain peak
Reminded me that wild woods speak
Of ancient days and solitude.
Where modern life cannot intrude
We found a place that brings rebirth
And oneness with our Mother Earth.
Born in Calgary, Alberta, Pam Murray has been writing poetry since the mid-1960’s. She was married for over 41 years and has two daughters, a son-in-law, and a grandson. Pam has been published in a variety of venues. Her proudest writing accomplishment was a poem she wrote for a United Way fundraiser, which was later framed with a French translation and hung on the wall of the legislature in Ottawa, Canada. To her, poetry is a transposition of a vision she sees in her mind. Writing and crocheting are her passions.