Tan and green pine needles

cover the forest clearing.

Soft like a fluffy cushion

they mimic walking sounds.

 

A stream of sunlight escapes

Sun’s presence visiting us.

I am one with the magical

moments passing one by one.

 

I am at ease in the moment.

I do not want the triune to end.

Each moment, precious to me.

I take the glorious beauty in.

 

Sun, sunbeam, forest clearing

begin their leave with sunset.

The clearance grows darker,

but the sounds of creatures

remain until the morrow’s sunrise.

 

I leave full of peace and gratitude

to my God, The Creator of beauty.

 

Susans Soul…

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