Brevity
As the trees reach to the sky
A cool spring breeze whispers to each flickering leaf welcoming new green
Limbs swaying, rain lightly pelting the roof and the grass
The unabashed joy of birdsong,
Rumbling thunder, apple blossoms
This too is precious, fleeting, eternal, beautiful in its brevity
A piece of eternity passing without notice
Always before us if we quiet ourselves to look...
I find myself lost here, at peace with the simplicity
Drenched in the secret of love's spring rain
As it floods my heart with silence, hope, and newness
Then…
I emptied my soul into the landscape
That I could be filled with the presence of all things
Reaching as the limbs to the heavens,
Opening as the leaves to the rain
In one small tranquil moment we were one,
And I was everything…
And nothing
Copyright © Roy Wilde | Year Posted 2024
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