Hidden Secrets- of nature's will
By Tony DeLorger © 2011
The breeze pens the vital notes of nature’s call,
the siren song of solitude and life,
abundant in magnitude, dispossessed by perception,
echoing in its own world.
Scratching tiny paws,
the digging in nutrient earth,
burrows alive and filled with promise,
unheard, unseen, unacknowledged.
Life often escapes reality,
unknowing of its perfect understatement,
releaved in its path and ignored in its silent will,
the host of endless variance.
I hear the sounds of life’s endless struggle,
and step from my blind blinkered focus,
to be immersed in the miracle of propagation,
the moving cycle of life’s complexity.
Humble I stand, ignorant I confess,
but the song is there to be heard,
and I long for its lilting resound,
its upliftment and solace granted.
With ears like sails I scan the earth for all I can,
my senses like a mesh to experience,
enlivened to absorb every sound, sight and feeling,
to imbibe life as substance for my soul.
My thirst is endless, my resolve unshakeable.
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