Oh! What a lofty goal to sit and watch the clouds float by. Taught to always hurry, to go and to do, use your time wisely and you’ll be someone too! But I have no desire to be measured by man, to count my possessions or be judged by professions. Thus, I come to Nature
Red, orange, and gold Fall From the sky Carried by the breeze They dance On by Singing Their bold colors As they touch The sun’s light Then kissing the Earth As they whisper Good night
The forest sings A thousand songs Filled with wisdom Collected over centuries And I, A solitary human With my finite Heart Doing all I can To hear Their whispers.
In the quietest hours of the night Unbidden, she opens her eyes Half awake, half asleep, One foot still within the world of dreams She hears the echoes On these four walls, Here and now – Life calls. She untangles herself from The sheets, half dressed and with Barefoot feet. She steps out into the
A Quiet Heart 