Medicated

To soak in the balm of nature’s pharmacy
slowly soothes the deepest scars upon the heart
where splendor medicates the mood and soul
and the cool air combs the skin in soft caresses.

Among the pines is inhaled the scent that calms
while streams dispense the tranquil tablets of gurgling
with the cerulean sky spreading that peaceful prescription
until it gently nurtures an end to the hurt within.

Before the earth to stroll with aching steps
is to wander through that rustic door
unto a setting where each blade and thicket
amply endows its own cure upon the mind
quietly easing away the sorrow inside.

Each meadow, mountain,
lake and ocean has its own remedy
for healing the sickness that is cancer for joy
by their scenic dozes of serenity
taken by the senses in regular amounts.

When eyes can find those numbing spells
in the many arrays spread within a day’s light
or the sprawling twilight ebony canopy of night
then life becomes a drug store
easily visited by a single gaze.