Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Passage

In the the fringe of the forest
highway sounds intrude,
mundane thoughts babble.
The air cools and birdsong
beckons. Trail softens
with pine straw, oak leaf.
Downy blue feather drifts
down to rest on my boot.
Silence surrounds, fills.
I have entered peace.
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4 comments:

  1. PeggyJune 21, 2011 at 11:29 AM

    Wonderful description of the feelings of entering the forest Victoria. I can picture it vividly in my mind--entering peace.

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  2. WillowJune 21, 2011 at 4:45 PM

    Beautiful, wonderful, perfect.

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  3. MaryJune 21, 2011 at 7:35 PM

    And this peace feels wonderful!

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  4. Judy RoneyJune 29, 2011 at 5:33 PM

    I love the peace of this passage. I love that we can bath in that peace with you through words.

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