REVERIE
| I have a very special friend I visit every week Her name is Mother Nature She has the solitude I seek In this frantic modern era The days too quickly go But in the serenity of nature Time moves tranquilly and slow While in Mother Nature's company And the serenity I feel The mind thinks much more clearly Rejecting problems that aren't real Too often in this grasping world Material treasures grow so cold And while we seek these earthly treasures We overlook much that is gold We can amass these earthly treasures But our hearts should not be blind To the treasures most worth seeking Love and health and peace of mind In the serene, enchanting bushland Though my thoughts are not profound I can reflect on things that matter And keep my feet safe on the ground Where filtered rays of sunlight Frolic in the leafy trees And fragrance from the native plants Waft in the gentle breeze I share these precious moments With the family that I love The family that I treasure All other things above Ripples on the river Seek the shore of glittering sands Gently nudging sleeping rocks Clasped in mossy hands The song of peace the river sings Clears and soothes the head Thoughts flow uninterrupted And words are left unsaid Where silence is unbroken Except when nature's sounds are heard The scurrying of an animal The sweet song of a bird And while I dwell in reverie The croaking of a frog Has captured intense interest In my friendly, faithful dog Interwoven forest sights Adorn each restful scene Golden globes of wattle And lush canopies of green Though some detest the bushland In my mind the fact is clear If there's a paradise on earth For me, it must be here The soft breeze caresses branches Where a rugged Gum tree stands Making music like a magic harp Played by celestial hands Wether in the morning sunlight When the ripples dance and gleam Or at the restful close of evening The mind is free to dream Beneath a towering river oak The shadows are at rest While high up in the branches A small bird builds its nest And while I gaze on wildflower bouquets Set back slightly from the shore I feel peace and sweet contentment My spirit doesn't ask for more And midst the beauty and the silence I visit bygone years And again I live the memories Of the laughter and the tears To live again these memories Helps me to understand That despite the many detours The road of life is grand And despite the many heartbreaks The road of life can give I will appreciate life's wonder In each day that I live. K.D. Abbott © 2010 |
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