Thursday, April 11, 2019

Poem: Answers

Things hidden in the night,
the evil is spoken of, but the good forgotten.
Treasures await those who look.

A quiet plea,
a whisper in the night,
"Lord, show me a masterpiece," he pleads.

Time to reflect,
forgetting life's worries
and duties.

Simply sitting -
Listening.
Breathing.

Trying to learn nature's story.

Within these moments -
forgetting himself
and channeling a connection
to nature.

He finds answers.

Finally realizing that
Life is much grander
than himself.

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