Silence
I hear the whisper of the forest floor
But first I have to still my soul..
Then still..
a little more.
For in-between un-spoken words,
Like in-between the trees;
The Spirit hovers round us
as the fresh pine scented breeze.
So take a moment..
take a breath.
Rest a while with me.
Awakening life's stillness..
Just as it's meant to be.
Copyright © Christopher Grieves | Year Posted 2020
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