Nature's Bliss

Slowly she arose from her bed.

What is this the angel said?

Such music in my head.

It reminds me of the swaying blossom in the breeze,

And what does that bring but joy and loft.

As lambs so agile and soft.

For now I breathe you flowers.

Sweet as wine to drink,

As she let her soul sink within the lush lawn of day.

To close her eyes and watch memories ably pray. Moving images flicker into life.

Birds witter and loop and stray.

Never to gaze low,

But look up to the mountain's height.

And to view the clouds trying to dance so light.

Avoiding fools and distant wails of days not like this,

Put down the compass and take in all of 

nature's bliss.