An Echo of Clarity
You walk in the woods, in the trees
You feel the live air, nature's breeze
The woods grow deeper and deeper in nature's all-encompassing stare
Branches sway, scrape and crack in the breeze around and overhead
You hear the soft sounds of nature generated by winds in the trees
The woodpecker drums at your senses, with an echo of clarity you can't quite believe
You stand still to listen and see
Swaying branches laden with leaves
Groans and cracks with bird song in the air
You seem to find yourself losing your cares
Further on there's a crack in the view
An ancient stone wall delineates woods from fields in front of you
Hills rise with colours of yellow and blue
Psithurism and fizma sounds and sights all around you
Nature's wind carving shapes and sounds right here and only for you
Truly beautiful this is to have found, nature's speaking and you hear the sound
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2017
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