Let Not Thy Heart Be Troubled

To all who in life wander to and fro If you just stand still and listen, Lo! You will hear the whispers of the wind Over the cornfields as it sweeps low. Look up in the sky at the harvest moon, In this enchanting silvery night and soon You will feel much at peace with the world, And life will seem like a priceless boon. If you follow the meandering stream You'll feel floating in the air as in a dream Frolicking with the free roaming clouds And scale the towering peaks at whim! Attune yourself to the sounds of the night, Fireflies fleeting by flaunting a dazzling sight, And to those who have no place to go Seek a home warmed by hearthside light. Let not thy heart be troubled no matter Listen to the raindrops pitter-patter Follow the rolling clouds of monsoon And see nature reborn by the scent of water! ~07/12/2014 Your Favorite Poem#2 contest by Shadow Hamilton