Sunday, April 1, 2012

Reflecting on Courkscrew Swamp Scantuary

I was completely surrounded in nature, warm breeze filling my soul with life. The calm was unfamiliar; hesitant, I welcomed it, eyes closed. The path cut out in time long ago. Nature had never been so clear, for had I never listened? My mental pressure lifted and inside I was free. Each step a new voice; the melody of the birds followed by the whisper of the trees.  No care to where or why, I know knot of I. This is all that is needed, no pictures taken. Who was I? I do not know, I am here and not alone. The light strong and wipes away the dew of tomorrow yesterday. What great teeth and size not knowing if you are alive. Unspoiled, for the roots never lie. No ringing, buzzing, zooming, flashing, honking, crashing, banging, burping, slamming, slurping; only breeze and chirping. When all I move as one, no need to try. My eyes are unsure of what they see a brown face looking you see is all you know, then you can be is all you grow. The shade is kind like mother’s milk. Full of life far from silk. back at me. Just there no more, I do not know if this could be. A Hoot and off the brown fly’s, a magical mist left for my eye. Below a green tale long and thin paused waiting for him. A black buzz past my ear, I blew a kiss to bring him near. Floating free for all to see a Lillie comes within me. A crawl, a splash, noise that travels far from back.  Big and small, round and tall, within the eye the breath of my hope. A lone white egg falls from the sky. Am I the only one that knows, if so, ask why.

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