In Nature's Cradle

I lay on my back dreamily
Gazing at the peach flushed sky,
Thoughts have vanished in this presence of peace
The Wind samples the fragrance of my hair,
As I look at the sky and the peace that is there.

My mind wanders through the tunnels of the past
Frustrations seem so far, Beauty so vast,
And now it seems as if this beauty is to last
Love surrounds me in Nature's form,
As the Wind whispers gently that I am reborn.


Beignet