NATURE  and  MY  SOUL

Trudging uphill, unsteady easy gait,

The familiar path rocky, meandering.

Crashing waves beckon me onward,

My heart yearns, my soul now calming.

Hush of early morning, sun shining brightly,

Air fresh, crisp, admits morning dew.

Birds burst forth in song, I breathe deeply,

Nature – peaceful – beautiful thru and thru.

Tiny fragrant flowers growing on bare rock,

The pungent odor of the cedar trees,

A chipmunk scurries, chatters- I laugh,

His territory – the trespasser is me.

Why is my soul quenched by water – waves?

Crashing, rolling, rising, vibrant blue/green

The very depth of my being, coaxed, drawn,

Mesmerized by white caps frequently seen.

Relaxed spectator perched on the jagged cliff

I drink deeply the majestic exquisite swell.

My mind and soul serene, filled, at peace,

For God is near --- and all is well.

Helen Burley