Observing nature - attempt at non-rhyming poetry |
Natures Peace As I sat on yonder hill a hawk circled lazily above I observed the sun relinquish its hold to make way for the nightfall soon to come The stars flickered dimly waiting for the full of darkness before they begin their nightly dance The shadows set heavy on neighboring hillsides and the sky set up in flames Brilliant oranges, translucent reds, pale pinks, and several lavender streaks gently framed its beauty And as the sun sank deeply behind the horizon the moon stood out in fullness as if in charge of the night sky gently illuminating the earth below and a cloud dare not tread on this great vastness of beauty And not a sound came to my ears except for those of nature herself The sweeping of water on rocks of the river which sat not far below in the ravine The wind rustling softly through the dried leaves of summer and the song of the crickets and all nightly animals came to me as a great chorus and left heart and soul in peaceful tranquility And as my eyes and ears and heart and soul filled with this natural serenity the burden of days long past was lifted and all was at peace And sadly as many things must come to pass so must my correlation with this natural grandeur Yet as I walked back to my fate I carried with me the equanimity this essence had bestowed upon me And when the burdens of the day bears heavy upon my shoulders Alas ~ I close my eyes and remember... ...Remember my experience upon that hillside and all is peaceful If only for a moment |