SOMETIMES THE CLOSEST EXPERIENCE TO CREATION.

Experienci ng nature, oh what a joy
to be out in the mountains or by the water.
This

Pebble Jacks And Daisy Chains

Fluffy clouds float in buoyant throng

Which shards of sunlight underscore

Birds perched

I always love to be alone
Among the older trees
And marvel as to how they've grown
So patiently with ease!

The years have left

Awaiting Dawn

Where stars
bow their heads
in slumber
I drift off
contemplating
mor ning's birth.

Fog creeps
around me
above and beyond

At The Edge of The Wood

At the edge of the wood
Hiking stick in hand
I looked out over the meadow
The vision I saw was grand