I Feel Rejuvenated Alive and Loved

Eager to return to the country To live out my days in peace To experience the joy of the wild I take a deep breath as I meet the silence She is an old friend, comforting and kind Excited to begin a new journey Using crisp white sheets of paper I line up my pens and begin to meditate A flying bird outside the window takes my attention Hawk? Raven? Crow? I think of Poe. Enthusiasm is pouring out of my pen I cannot write as fast as I think. My brain is as frenzied as my heart is relaxed. I feel rejuvenated, alive, loved. Nature is returning me to my spiritual self.