Saturday, October 10, 2015

one in the same

one with nature,
love afield,
to thyself- things speak;
hidden under every rock
resting on a leaf-
from deep within the spirit
flowing from a scree
canyon walls and waterfalls
wisdom at our feet-
prehistoric staircases
leading to the sea
curling over bedrock
primitive and free-
and if the sky is falling,
it's quite alright with me;
alone with Mother Nature,
she nurturers me..

S.A. Peck

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