Nature’s Serenity

Have you spoken to the wind
Conversed with the sea?
I might be a fusty old lady
Set in ancient ways
Who will talk to a tree
Ground my feet in Mother Earth
Not orphan to devices
And technicoloured screens
The lure of flashing lights
Mute to other human beings
But I will gravitate
To vivid hues of the rainbow
And bird song sweetly sent
The aroma of flowers
Surrender to the stillness and serenity
That nature brings me to

Debbie Gravett © 2019.08.06

FOWC: Orphan
RDP: Fusty
Image by Jill Wellington from Pixabay

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