Where I Rest My Tired Soul and Dream With No Fear

Where I Rest My Tired Soul And Dream With No Fear Cool flowing brook, clear water up to my knees This day, vacation into mother Nature's lair Wading in, beautiful stream wrapped in trees This morning's softest breeze, blowing my hair. A step on back, into this my favorite wild woods Enjoying life, pleasures in such gentle things Wandering and admiring, all of Nature's goods Each moment embracing, treasures the forest brings! Beautiful vista begging me to shade and rest Soft green, flowers telling me, lay right here This fine comfy bed, part of Nature's best Where I rest my tired Soul and dream with no fear! My Soul begging me, never to dare ever miss. Mother Nature's sweet embrace, a kiss like this! R. J. Lindley June 14th, 1981 Note- Another poem from my private journal. While looking for a poem on darkness and death there I found this one and thought, just present this sonnet.