Monday, July 21

Place

Come

Walk with me awhile

Through stands of trees

And prairie grass

Along this gently wandered road



Hear the shrill of hawk

And hawk

Imagine yourself young

Free

Dance with the damselfly

Reach for the Wild



Stand in silence

Stand

In silence

Breathe deep the Promise

That permanent Beauty

Unsoiled land

Unspoiled land

Will soon be ours



Step firmly

This is the Way

Beyond ruin

Beyond waste

Where blossoms cover

Boundless plains

And Hope waits in spite of all























1 comment:

Linda said...

hmmm... that sounds nice, peaceful.. unhurried... lovely... hopeful,, did you write it?