I am beginning to realize how complex we are, and
that a time comes when we can no longer do that which we were once able.
Take a Stroll
Take a stroll
Through the forest of life
As first light of day washes through
Feel its power to renew you
As it cascades like a fountain
Bringing joy and serenity
To awaken the trees
To greet the bracken
And enlighten all that is nature
And all that is good
Alert to its awe
Listen for birdsong
The chirp overhead
As if soars through branches
Through a golden array
Silence is silver as a shimmer of day
Words sacred fill your heart
Unspoken and yet shaking the core
Praise and glory fills your ears
Angels wings lift your heart
And glide in the haze
To cleanse all badness away
Momentarily you are lost
The wonder of all life fills your head
Your soul floats along
A cloud of deepest purple
Guiding you home.
Mel Martin: I and mother of three, living in am mother of three, living in Colchester, Essex, in the U.K, but am originally from Dudley in the West Midlands. I have always loved the use of the English language but for many years struggled with basic literacy skill. I left school with nothing and achieved everything through hard work and determination. I work with children in a high school, which is more of a calling than a chore. I've published books on historical research and five volumes of poetry available here, my latest one is called The Poetry Corner, and you can find it here. You may e-mail me if you like: Pelsallsaints@live.com
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