Roadmaps....

Above the river is a place

my heart has known forever

And my soul takes this space

With me where ever

I go

Between the piney trees

I gaze upon the river's shore

The air so crisp and free

Realigning me ...once more

On the ground up high

We are closer to the stars

As they illuminate the midnight sky

And heal our deeply seated scars

We wear our scars with honored pride

As road maps of our travels

Now our hearts converge from far and wide

To reconnect what has unraveled

In Illinois we will once again be found

Singing, laughing, releasing the ache in our bones

As we stand together on higher ground

 Between the pines and with the stones