A Day In the Life
dawning of a new day
or close of a day already spent
we feel an excitement
matters not, matters not
we are but a passersby
we're here for an instant
and we are gone for an eternity
if we think upon that thought
and let it die slow death
we rob thought of substance
we walk though the quiet forest road
a sense of quiet takes hold
to what used to make us sad
we pause on our journey
find a distorted cypress stump
we sit upon its roots
listening to nature's song
we don't know how we got here
don't know how long we'll stay
we enjoy the moment
we empty our mind
of what used to clutter it
it’s about sincerity
we put pettiness aside
we breathe in earth's perfume
listen to nature's voice
beauty surrounds is ours to behold
mists from slow-moving bayou
the aroma of pine
where salamanders dig
do we believe in God
at times such as this; yes we do
Copyright © Jerry Bolton | Year Posted 2014
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