Love rocks me gently
like a baby in a cradle
nestled in the big strong oak trees
where the owl sits ever vigilant, aware and all knowing.
Branches wrap their arms around me
like a big warm embrace from Mama Nature
as the wind whispers words of comfort and love
birds sing from branches just above
safe and sound
spirit alive without bounds
and ties that bind
reality and fantasy
here and now
past to present
there’s no time like the present
and no present like time
this is the end of this rhyme
but not the story
nothing to fear
nothing to worry.
I hope you dig it my friend. It came to me as I finished practicing yoga just now. I see so much art in it.
I hope your day is so beautiful and full of love and peace and nature and I hope you can stop by again tomorrow.
Much Peace Love Art~