A LESSON LEARNED
August 2, 2015
Birmingham
A gentle curve of wing flashes by...
Trees, straight as sentinels, suddenly dance and sway upon the mirror of a pond...
The sky's wide and achingly blue chest expands and puffs the next breeze toward the earth...
Field flowers entice 'wings of color' toward promised nectar with just their party dresses and subtle scents...A forest cool and green waits patiently to enfold the sun-weary with needed respite. Nature easily gives form to feelings so very large for me that they mutely push against my heart... hoping to spring free. Grace, movement, expansion, joy, comfort, connection how can words express feelings such as these? Then I walk outdoors and grin to see...Nature in her wisdom has said it all for me.
August 2, 2015
Birmingham
A gentle curve of wing flashes by...
Trees, straight as sentinels, suddenly dance and sway upon the mirror of a pond...
The sky's wide and achingly blue chest expands and puffs the next breeze toward the earth...
Field flowers entice 'wings of color' toward promised nectar with just their party dresses and subtle scents...A forest cool and green waits patiently to enfold the sun-weary with needed respite. Nature easily gives form to feelings so very large for me that they mutely push against my heart... hoping to spring free. Grace, movement, expansion, joy, comfort, connection how can words express feelings such as these? Then I walk outdoors and grin to see...Nature in her wisdom has said it all for me.
