Sunlight sweeps through hush in tree colonnade
As though God’s hand were plainly at the helm.
Glow floods leaf litter upon hill and glade
And cues birdsong in tall stands of Winged Elm.
Flowers rejoice and sound vibrant refrains
With welcome help of butterflies and bees.
Not to be outdone, wild brook entertains
With babbles swelling lighthearted reprise.
Abide the solace nature's realm imbues
To mind, body and soul of mortals lost
In seemingly endless troubles called life.
Accept sageness woods nurture, resist blues,
Forge ahead, learn from every bridge crossed
Because sage mindset foils dark days and strife.
© Ilija Lukić 2020
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| Sublime Babel |
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