Appalachian dreams

Hazy eyes looking out on a bleak scene

speaking of a delirious mind

Continuing onward is all she knows

down the path of relentlessness

with the worldly ways of life.

Her mother's hands reflect the future.

Understanding now why the home is sacred,

she lays her head to rest

only to continue down that same path

she worked so hard to avoid.

Yet, those eyes cleared up 

and the path became less overgrown.

She pushed past the only ways known

and ventured beyond what could be seen in the brush.

Breathtaking sunsets over the foothills drove her insane

with their rolls of mountains mixing with hues of orange 

scents ligering on her mind as she begins her journey.

Her hands, her tools, her venue of adventure

give her the passion to step onward

Blind affirmation echos in the distance

as the birds chirp and the crickets sing.

She now lays her head to rest in the meadows,

where the dirt smells sweet and the moon whispers

telling her the bleakness is in the past.