In Tennessee

by Lucia

Lazy days, old pleasures...winds through the field,
distant mountains staring from the past-
sentinels of forest trees, ribboned sunlight casts
boughs overshadowing a hard past concealed.
Slower paced, yet so rewarding here revealed-
lazy days, old pleasures.

Country air, Cades oh so quiet shield
from the din of distant city lights glassed
in false reflection...such a stark contrast
to what solitary caves and caverns yield...
lazy days, old pleasures.