Nature’s Reflection

 

The trees they gather to honor their own

With blue skies, bird song, water and stone

While the mighty have fallen, the many have grown

Reflections of nature, her reverence is sown

 

The Faraway Woods

 

Her soul it withers where the rivers don’t flow

Where songbirds cease their wistful chime

What’s not been sown will never grow

In faraway woods of distant rhyme

 

Yet silence bears witness to waters so deep

Like moonbeams shining into the night

As mother nature rises from misty sleep

Into the dawn of wisdom’s light

 

Evening Song

 

Gently whispers the hidden light

In the garden of evening song

Peaceful vistas into the night

By the lake where we belong

 

Whisper Lake

 

Beneath the vastness of lofty spaces

The waters whisper to earthen skies

While silence speaks in sacred places

Upon the lake her spirits rise

 

Woven in the Sun

 

Simple are the quiet moments

Woven in the sun

When the forest rests, stars awake

And the rivers softly run

 

Simple are these sacred moments

When the daylight is done

This tapestry of natures’ song

Woven in the sun

 

Silence is Golden

 

Dusk on the Lake

 

Misty Morning Lake

 

Morning rises beneath the dawn

The earth she smiles her eyes awake

And sees the light a living grace

Across the misty morning lake

 

Into the Night

 

All is quiet on whisper lake

As moonbeams rise in fading light

Between the shadows spirits awake

Upon the journey into the night

 

Mystic Waters

 

Across sacred waters

Rising from her sleep

With wonders to be written

And mysteries to seek