California. Impressions. Poem by Vitaly Petrovich

California. Impressions.



How nice is to be an American,
Living in California State!
Golden rush, thunder stormed in America,
Started up agriculture estate!

People got from the Lord understanding
That the Nature has opened them gate,
And to keep grace of God never ending,
They began granted land irrigate!

Irrigation - the greatest endeavor!
Fruit and grain, tomatoes and Grape!
And Grand Valley will blooming forever!
Rich and peaceful pacific landscape! (*)

Ocean breeze is refreshing your mind,
Give new thought if good wine you sip,
And long mile electrical line
They replaced by a silicon chip!

This smart people can find a time
For a walking, and jogging, and hike,
They like kayak, and raft, and rock climb,
But the top is his Majesty Bike! (**)

Just imagine adventure you make -
Lowest point and highest ice peak!
Rocks and forest, and freshwater lake,
This land cover is simply unique!

Now driving high mountain rally,
Smell of pine is filling your breath;
Then you dive in such miracle valley,
That it's named in honor of Death! (***)

You see colors of final touchdown,
When life's gone and man's ready to fall,
No green, red and yellow brown
Purple gray come to Valley in fall.

Death must be close to you, when you're dying -
She takes soul, but no one else!
If it's not, in deep desert you're crying
Until taken by evil of hells.

But She do inescapable mission!
Take a soul, when life's come to end.
For Her Sacrament He gave permission!
Only She knows path to His hand!

She will be afterlife navigator
To your God, and the darkness so black!
No fear, just hope - Creator
Give new body and send soul back!

California, you're blest by sunshine!
Glory goes to all underneath.
Let me love you and try your nice wine
And last breath in your land let me breathe …


(*) - Pacific is not only the name of the Ocean,
Initial meaning of this word is desire for peace; seeking and working for peace; for stable, calm and well-fed life.

(**) - I lived in the city of Davis. This is " Bicycle capital of the USA ". Bike is becoming your best friend.
Bike lanes and passes everywhere, and bicyclist has same rights as a car.

(***) - In 1849 a group of European-Americans was stuck in the valley while looking for a shorter way to the gold fields of California.
They were unable to find a pass out of the valley for weeks. They were forced to eat their oxen to survive.
They used the wood of their wagons to cook the meat.
After abandoning wagons, they were able to hike out of the valley.
Just after leaving the valley, one of the women in the group turned back to take a last look.
They have lost almost everything, but she did not say "damned" or "dead", "disappear forever" or "go away to nothingness".
And she did not say "Farewell".

She said 'Goodbye Death Valley! '
Maybe she understood that Death and dying are different things.
We die because we're alive, life has its limits and accidently becomes even shorter.
And when life's gone, Death performs Her mystery - take a soul and return her to the God.
And this woman gave solemn and significant name to these mysterious landforms.

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