the barefoot bard Poet Rhyme

Art of Living

How to find the art of living,
how to find the art of love
To find the very art of harmony
circulating from above

Native trees shrubs and tussocks
growing down along the creek
Birds, wallabies, frogs, echidnas,
that's the kind of life I seek

Planting seeds in the garden,
building a wooden fence
It's the nature that surrounds me,
that really makes so much sense

Lying on my back in the sunshine,
watching fluffy clouds go by
Sometimes a wedge tailed  eagle 
glides across a clear blue sky 

Running on the grass bare feet
naked in the warm moist breeze
Exhilaration fills the body,
with so much delighted ease

Found the very art of living,
found the very art of love
Found the very art of harmony 
circulating from above

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Alison A Smith May 25, 2026 at 10:27 PM This resonates. Nature holds my heart. Alison

Aly Bahr January 21, 2026 at 5:09 PM Yay Douglas, you did it. So glad, as I feel your words need to be shared. It has been a privilege to read your book and I am grateful for the "chance" that brought us together. the barefoot bard January 21, 2026 at 5:24 PM thank you Aly Life is full of coincidence hmmm ?????? Thank you for alerting me to Poetry Soup