A 72ºF mid-February afternoon invites adventure laced with introspection along pristine shorelines and beaches of Jordan Lake in North Carolina. The sun adds a delightful light show as its rays dance on wind-stirred ripples across lake waters.
Let your heart give audience
To subtle voices within your heart.
Hear the gentle touch of snowflakes
In the fury of an avalanche,
Hear the celestial rhythms of rain
In fugitive puddles of a parched plain,
Hear the silent language of tears
In moments of joy and fathomless grief,
Hear the timeworn babble of brooks
In placid reflections of lake waters,
Hear the passionate poetry of lovers
In sighs of wind caressing wintry pines.
Allow your soul to touch eternity
On winged whispers of the universe.
© Ilija Lukić 2015
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