Thyme

As a strawberry sun rises Changing clouds to cobalt The coolness of the morn delights Before the sun's assault Thyme was in the herb garden Before the sun arose He brushed against Rosemary Came away morose The sun changed to clear radiance Illumination bright White clouds now are wispy fanbrushed So still no kite takes flight A few crickets chirp jiminy Crows caw from their far perch Other birds are silent, waiting Nestled deep in their Birch A dove coos in the distant woods His coos a welcome sound Other birds are silent as snow When it floats to the ground_ Such a precious quiet time alone A few minutes of repose The the day of duty overtakes With life's work overdose Just a few minutes out on the porch

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Robert Lindley

Date: 7/9/2014 7:56:00 PM

A very calm and beautiful Nature picture you paint so well my friend!! Makes me miss having my garden . BBBBBravoooooo!!!!!!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/8/2014 4:21:00 PM

You took some peaceful TIME to write on THYME!! And you came up with a very thoughful and lovely little poem!!

Nette Onclaud

Date: 7/8/2014 3:03:00 PM

what a calming piece so well composed, sara... herbs comfort the soul.. huggs

Matthew Anish

Date: 7/8/2014 12:58:00 PM

Sounds like a beautiful pastoral scene! I spend time in city parks but it is not the same. Ann Frank- she of the famous diary- said that spending time alone with nature and with G-d is cure for every sad thought. And she said that such space for solitude will always exsist. Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Robert Nehls

Date: 7/8/2014 5:51:00 AM

Seem like a completely, delightfully filled few minutes you spent out on the porch, Sarah. So much of life to take in, my friend. Very nice.... Robert.

Ravi Sathasivam

Date: 7/8/2014 3:28:00 AM

Excellent write on nature. Well penned. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing with me.