Being One With Nature

Whispers of weeping willows beckon me, “Forget the rain; get ready for a ride!” On a magic carpet I soar o’er sea Worldly troubles melt away as I glide To another world where flora is lush There are no signs of civilization As I land next to a pink butterfly Against my elbow this creature does brush Have I begun a new incarnation? That can’t be, for I know I didn’t die All is still, not a hush And even by my best calculation, Nary a soul is lingering nearby But creatures aplenty bid me good day Seeing a long-necked giraffe makes me smile He bows his neck and soon goes on his way How lucky I feel! This trip is worthwhile From the forest a lion approaches Gentle as a lamb, he purrs at my feet As I reach over to pick a red rose, Not one thorn encroaches Wafting through the air an aroma sweet, A welcome sense of serenity grows From the brook beside me a large trout jumps; Splashing is his way of saying hello Now why was I feeling down in the dumps? When twilight descends, the forest’s aglow With lavender, amber, pink hues and more This is the harmony ancestors knew And as I lie down, my spirits revive Gone are things I abhor My, this fantasy was long overdue And I feel so blessed just to be alive *Entry for Cyndi’s “AN ODE TO SMALL COMFORTS ON A RAINY AFTERNOON” contest