The Country Swing

It called me enough
to heave myself
out of the 
Adirondack chair
where I sat
facing uphill

The swing was the perfect height
no heaving or perching required
an occasional toe push
kept me rocking in blissful peace
pulsing out the tension
with each gentle swing

The trees rose and fell
as I swung
back and forth

Country swing at Mountain Light Retreat, Blackwell’s Hollow, Crozet, Virginia

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