Words to Soothe Our Souls…

I can’t think of a name for this yet, I’m sure I shall find one soon or rather one will find me…

Crisp blue skies with a gentle chill

A cluster of clouds, free and floating above the hill

Bathing, basking beneath the sun

Safely watching the river run

Swiftly, glistening against the clay

Who guides his friend in the month of May

And helps the daisies to stand tall

Strong and bright, beautiful to all

A soft breeze ruffles through the tree’s

And kindly wakes the honey bee’s

Who’s calming buzz tempts the birds

To sweetly sing their tuneful words

I listen, I watch this treasured land

And offer forth a helping hand

To reep what you sow and take only what you give

A lesson to bare in mind whilst you live

For beauty has limits it’s a sacred thing

An eagle cannot fly with a broken wing

Nor reach heights of conquered bliss

Or feel the powers of natures kiss

Which heals, soothes and nurtures the soul

When the woe’s of life begin to take their toll

For air and soil far surpass any pill

That man made for a temporary fill

But rather the chill on your cheeks and the sand in your toes

These are the things which truly silence the crows

So smile at the sun and wave to the moon

Then, shall you dance to life’s marvellous tune