Mother Nature stops by to open the door*
Gazing outward upon the limit where this begins
Knowing that there are no boundaries from within
An opening it seems, partial clearing in the door
But a movement in another angle, as I can see more
Immobile I stay and absorb this to be still
Peace at hand that is with me, now becomes my will
Taking in more silence, nature outside this door speaks
It is divine communication in which the Soul* needs and seeks
Only a couple sounds of utterance from birds as they say
This is an awakening to tell me walk with joy of this day
So when I heard of this now happy that I see
If it was not for Mother Nature, this way I could never be
Dom*Colucci © 2016
