Resting on a fallen tree looking up into a shaded sky
At orange and yellow spectacles aglow
I faintly hear the ancient forest breathing in a sigh
Drifting to my wonder here below
A glistening dewdrop shudders in a crystal mesh
High above from a speckled leaf
Aching to just let go and begin its life afresh
Grasping for a taste of relief
I hear a lively rustling in a nest way above me
Joyful chattering of a tiny squirrel
If he knew, I was here now, listening to his glee
Such a hush would fall upon his world
A song of jubilation rings through changing leaves
Planning a journey to warmer climes
Singing winter is a showing, cold wind we will receive
Gather round all my family, it is time
Countless hours I have rested on this fallen tree
Looking up into a shaded sky
I too can feel a cooler breeze setting winter free
Along with the ancient forest I now sigh
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
5 comments:
Such peace, such quiet! I'm off to find a forest and a fallen tree! :)
me too, quiet beautiful peace; i am off to find a forest of such.
what a masterful piece.
have fun sharing and writing!
What a beautiful and subtle expression. Loved it.
What a beautiful and subtle expression. Love it
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