Poetry

A Thousand Whispers

The sky is blue – stunning and vibrant,

Leaves on trees glow brilliant green.

Spring has come in jubilant light

Dancing across the rolling hills.

In its midst, the tumbling breeze….

Calls out in sweet abandon.

Sometimes its voice is strong,

And others, merely whispers.

Lean forward, catch the words

From the heart of Spring.

Pause and hear,

Wait and watch,

Each second unique in beauty.

With the beating of my heart,

I cast away distractions –

Intent on being still and absorbing

A thousand whispers of today.

– RG

 

 

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