Come To the Quiet
Majestic stand the towering pines,
sure and steady in their great strength.
Still and calm are their vertical lines,
as they stand in towering length.
Their beauty is a certainty
in a world of uncertain times.
At one within their surroundings,
they are part of the Creators' rhymes.
Everything is at harmony here,
such wonders that coexist.
To name the things that the eye beholds
is a long, descriptive list.
Come to the quiet and be still.
Let your soul reflect your surroundings.
For if it's stillness that you seek,
you'll experience wonders abounding.
Copyright © Douglas Ace | Year Posted 2009
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