(25 OCT 2011 - There is no tonic or elixir of Life that can compare to the balm of Nature upon the human Spirit. dht-2011)
The balm of Nature surrounds me –
And I'm content.
Birds in the sky follow air currents –
And I'm content.
Creatures in the bush skitter about –
And I'm content.
Nearby water ripples over shimmering stones –
cascading in a curtain of liquid silver –
And I'm content.
Wild grasses waft to a gentle breeze –
combed to a tamed sweet order –
And I'm content.
Clouds shelter from on high –
holding Mother Earth in embrace –
And I'm content.
In Nature's Caring Arms –
slumber beckons – while blissful Dreams fill my senses –
And I'm content.
My troubled thoughts float away –
on the wings of the day –
And I'm content.
[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]
[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]
[Photo Source: My camera, my photos, my wildlife neighborhood.]
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