Silent Thoughts
Feb 26 2008
The whispering trees, the falling leaves,
The setting sun, the tender breeze,
The rain on my face, the sea at my feet,
The chirping birds, the snow a white sheet.
Nature weaves her magic all around me,
Creating a sense of wonder, there’s so much more to see
I grew up an adult to commit a crime,
Forgot to smell the roses ,with the passage of time
Each moment, oh no!! demands so much of me,
A career, my family ,my life…I became a busy bee.
Realization struck one day, time waits for none,
Decided to once again revel in the glow of the sun,
Soaking in the pleasure & beauty of nature galore,
Enjoying every breath & seeking more.
Time is very precious & so the wise say,
For you never know if you are here another day.
