Communing With Nature Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Quietly absorbing nature in all her glory, listening to
the water babbling about it's journey through and out
the fountain.

Watching plants serenely growing into the silent
atmosphere, not bothering anyone, reaching for heaven,
enduring nurturing while here on earth.

Birds quickly flitting into and out of the healing
garden, observing intentions of it's hopeful curing.

Mind meandering around, as I sit here, intimately
communing with nature.