Nature's Sanctuary
Outside, being outside, I thrill in nature’s seminary.
All lives sincere within earth’s sweet, sylvan sanctuary.
Trees never lied to hide their ancient commentary
or nature bid to conceal its ways often arbitrary.
As a golden, soft, internal peace dispensary,
nature does reveal mysterious ways unwary
of gifting precious tranquility I find necessary.
Alive, being alive, I soar when I may tarry
with nature’s simple, honest need, and frolic merry.
Abundant joy I do derive breathing solitary
while nature comforts me in her own monastery.
From ocean shore to ocean shore, mountain to prairie,
earth elements venerable release is salutary
for human grief to fly away in nature’s aviary.
May 10, 2016
Copyright © Caycay Jennings | Year Posted 2016
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