Simplicity

Walking away from expectations
Into nature’s wooded balm
She holds me up, without grip
Tells me to stop a moment
And listen

Symphonic voices
Call my name
From within places unseen
Songs of joy
Reminding me
Of the splendors I’ve missed that day

I send a whistle
And all songs are silenced
There, just beyond the thicket
A choral member
Jumps to within view
Then another.

Eyes meet briefly
The chorus resumes
And I become a believer
The song of a single bird
Is more worthy
Than a room full of gold

3 Comments

      1. it is truly my pleasure to visit your blog……your work is so creative and enjoyable to look at.
        Bless you for your kind words…….I deeply appreciate your thoughtfulness Mark. bless you.

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