the wind howls softly
water splashes and crashesover stones and limbs
having fallen into its stream
my eyes take pleasure
in the sight of flightas they coo and cackle
in the dusk before night
quietly I sit to feel
the gentleness of lifewithout the sorrows,
and thoughts of human plight
I steal this moment
of Nature’s nestto give my mind and heart
a little time to rest
I care much for hearts
of others but cry insidewhen seemingly for me
they show no druthers
I sit here alone
with Nature’s breath
kissing me gently upon my facewith Nature’s breath
gathering tightly in its embrace
as I close ‘mine eye’
to sleep I ask for whenit takes my soul to keep
my life, my love
shall for others reap
very sweet, nene.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful. We need those times to rest in nature and set aside the sorrows of the world......as I read I thought of something my son and daughter in law witnessed on the prairie - thousands of white snow geese flying in formations, covering the sky. What a glorious sight that must have been. I find your wish at the closing of your poem to be very poignant, humble and loving, nene. I so love this poem!
ReplyDeleteThis is just lovely, nene. Sometimes I, too, need to give the mind a rest and retire to Nature.
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