Sunday, June 05, 2011

morning has broken

The birds call to me.

They say “listen and follow a peaceful path.”

The skies speak to me.

They say “seek widely and be open.”

The grass advises me.

It says “step lightly and far. Find place.”

The flowers seem to say,
"find beauty."

The trees direct me.

They say “stand tall. Be firm. Know strength.”

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