Harmony

 

Wisdom trees speak to the waters below

Spirits of the forest together they rise

Evergreen whispers in misty morning glow

Awakens as one into sacred skies

 

Mystic Lake

 

The Silent Woods

 

Deep in the forest

Where stars shine so bright

Not far from the embers

That glow in the night

 

By the sacred fire

We gather to learn

What fools never fathom

The wisest will yearn

 

But speak not a word

For words would not do

Mother earth beckons softly

Her silence is true

 

The Sheltered Forest

 

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

 

On the Horizon

 

We witness her beauty with eyes that won’t see

What was and what is, and what ought to be

 

Nature our teacher, from the roots to the tree

Plundered for profit, what she gives us for free

 

But on the horizon with eyes that must see

What was and what is, and what ought to be

 

A New Day