Lost in the View

Sometimes the path can be obscured

By an exquisite view,
I might forget to move along
For an hour or two.
I would not be a bit surprised
To find myself one day
Dawdling, lost in wonderment
At the earth’s fine array,
Only to look up and to find
I’ve wandered far astray.
 
It happens so often these days,
I hardly understand.
It’s almost as if all of this
Is just what You had planned.
I wonder sometimes if You think
That I need time away,
So You arrange a distraction
And set it in my way.
I know that I still have a path
And things that I must do,
But now and then it’s nice to pause
And get lost in the view.

This photo is a gift from MS, from her trip to the UK. I love the peaceful beauty of this shot.