Sacred Moments
Sacred Moments
I slip into the stillness of a new day,
were deep peace and new hope await me.
The squirrels and the many
multicolored birds outside the window
by the bird feeder sharing
their morning meal.
Trees swaying back and for in a soft summer breeze.
I release past hurts with
new seeds of strength
and feel content with life.
All those trees are mine.
How many? I stopped counting
at one hundred.
Birds, squirrels, turtles, rabbits, chipmunks,
possums, raccoons, deer's, foxes, even a bear
in a neighbors yard, all come to visit at times.
There is much tranquility
in those quiet moments of communication
with some of the visitors.
The other day
there was a white tailed eagle by the roadside
eating a snake.
Part of natures beauty, drama and reason.
There are no words to express the feeling
of contentment inside of me.
It is almost frightening to feel so untroubled
in the storms of life all around.
If escape is, what I am looking for
I shall seek
the silence of wisdom,
the calm of serenity,
and the strength to step into tomorrow
without today's pain
and yesterdays stress.
Copyright © Hilde Bird | Year Posted 2007
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