I Am Guilty Poem by Phil Soar

I am guilty of watching nature
Of staring into an abyss
If I was not watching nature
Think of the beauty I'd miss

I am guilty of seeing such wonder
Sometimes it compels me to tears
Just the thought of a bee, or the smell of a tree
Can enrich many decades and years

I am guilty of sitting in silence
In the garden of all I survey
Listening to sounds, in the world all around
And knowing they've something to say

I am guilty of wishing tomorrow
Would just wait a moment or two
I could just overstay, so much more of the day
And be staggered by what nature can do

I am guilty of staring at treasures
That I hold very close to my world
To watch a bats flight, in the dead of the night
Or to watch the day as it unfurls

I am guilty of wanting each minute
To be stretched into hours or days
To sit in the sun, with my senses switched on
And to watch all the graphic displays

I am guilty of wanting this journey
And my life, form a pattern of such
That each day as I rise, when I open my eyes
They are blinded by ever so much

I am guilty of smiling at nothing
Just the thought of each day has that feeling
And I know that my trip, on this landlocked cruise ship
Has a way of sending my senses reeling

I am guilty of trance like emotions
I hope that they don't ever fade
For the moment they do, my existence is through
And the light with me now, turns to shade