The Peaceful Solitude of Nature
The silver skies of early dawn arrive
And sparkle morning leaves with dewy mist.
When silence greets the morning fair, I thrive.
Majestic woodlands bloom, by Heaven kissed.
All nature sings; my soul wakes up, alive.
Each breath of air becomes my morning bliss.
With stillness, joy’s sweet solitude appears.
All worries dissipate; I know not fears.
Oh, humbled soul at morning’s interlude,
Sweet swellings in this heart stir up daydreams.
Imagination seldom lives subdued.
Where musing freely visits on sunbeams.
When, plans for new adventures soon exude.
There is no greater gift than solitude.
Seclusion seeks the quiet sparks of life.
And blessings from my God relieve all strife.
Copyright April 6, 2015
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2015
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