I’m Going West Poem by David Harris
I’m Going West
I’m going west.
Where the snow capped mountains
reach up to the heavens
and their streams
sparkle under the warming sun.
I’m going west.
Where the wild flowers grow
and spread a coloured blanket
as far as the eye can see,
and the majestic deer run free.
I’m going west.
To God’s Garden of Eden,
a place of peace and tranquillity.
Where skies are always blue
like skies aught to be.
I’m going west.
To a land that is free
from all the hatred I see.
Where each day is filled
with wonder from dawn to dusk.
I’m going west to be me.
10 April 2009
That sounds like a wonderful destination. Have a great life there, David, and thanks for a terrific poem. A '10! ' Best Wishes, Marilyn
Well I hope it is south west as it would be lovely to see you and your Mrs. I really enjoyed your poem, so liberating. Smiling at you from Hobbit land, Tai
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7/29/2026 6:20:42 AM # rel_20260727T173023Z_37e450e
Magic flow and rhythm David. Is West where you have been away lately, or the 'heaven in your heart'? What ever it is, I am sure the world would love to follow.....Top Marks Karin Anderson