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WOODLAND MAGICAL

On this morning as the sun
begins to rise up over
and beyond the ridge,
I come to this place
where silence speaks
as I hear it through the wind.
I hear it within
the mountain expanses
as possibilities abound,
eloquent as I listen
in the quiet of this place
and the rustling of the leaves
through the muted glow of dawn.

And in this place the sun streams
through Mother Nature’s canopy
as she nurtures her children,
awakened by her gentle song,
the early birds whose grace notes
bring a smile to my face and my heart;
the leaves that dance
to my imagination’s delight,
the harmonies that together
welcome me to this day and the dawn.

The woods I find here,
once more transformed
from gold and crimson of the Fall,
through winter’s chill
and falling leaves
and spring’s new dress,
so lush and green,
as new life returns
to this forest I love.

And on the verge of summer,
the sun finds where I am
in the center of this place,
exactly where I stand
as I inhale the magic of the woods
in this place that I have found,
my heart so freely dancing
to the cadence of the wind;
to the rhythm of the branches
whose leaves embrace my soul
as alone with my thoughts
I consider the the day ahead
within the stillness of this place
and woodland magical.

(c) barbara kausteklis 6-20-11

Written for CPC “Magic Monday/
Woodland Magic.”

http://www.friendburst.com/blog/45320/woodland-magic-w-jt-mary/

Thanks always for your visits and comments
on this piece and the previous ones posted.

~barb~