Saturday, April 30, 2011

The Song

To see the womb of creation
in the places where Mother Earth
has touched
and know this life is, but a gift,
brings a song into the heart.

Finding its notes
written in bark, stone and so much more,
an everlasting serenade of inspiration
for being grateful to have every breath,
walking through the sand and grass
under the spreading canvas of blue
just happy to be able to savor its majesty.

Learning to live its music
as a bird,
letting wings within
spread in joy's lifting winds.

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