Thursday, October 21, 2010

Thank You

This shaded glen
Draws me in
When I entered the shade
I was home
Now the light through the shaking leaves
Casts shimmering shadows
Over the dancing grass
What kind of ocean is this?
The sun glints off the green
From the cresting waves of trees
The swallow is the seagull
And wind is the sand carrying peaceful calm
Forever peace will reign in this glen
Where never a human word was uttered
Where nature finally had its way
Where life was made to show me
That I am loved.

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