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Giving thanks
Giving thanks for Rappahannock, I wanted to submit this poem; it was written several years ago, and I just found it again. I hope you like it.
Denise Horton
Washington, Va.
Here in Rappahannock I Belong to God Here in Rappahannock I belong to God. I have no memories of the past; the future cannot claim me. My ghosts keep a respectful distance. Mystery calls me home. My prayers mingle with the woodsmoke, and call as little attention to themselves. Peace claims me, insistent as a scorned lover. I surrender. Here in Rappahannock I belong to God.
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