Saturday, May 19, 2007

Peace

Illuminating stars
                        proclaiming your glory
                        blessed with the gift of Grace
                        look down upon me with
                        softest smiles
                        and distant memories

                        Dancing upon the midnight canvas
                        the moon and her glow
                        form silver streaks -
                        loving reminders
                        cherished memories
                        heard within the wind's song

                        Quietly I walk
                        through the woods
                        pausing at times
                        to be vigilant and still
                        as the great oaks remain
                        majestic monuments to Nature

                        Admiring their strength
                        humbled by their beauty
                        two bending branches
                        forever intertwined -
                        leaves growing color
                        promising a warmer season
                        hinting of new life...

                        I find Peace

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