A View Of The World Poem by Paul Reed

My eyes absorb their view of the world,
The lazy stream, going on it's way,
Dribbling it's tranquil message
To eternity;
The blue sky, with no reproachment,
Holding the sun in it's lap
Cradling it's soothing ray and burning lance,
Which etch on our minds
The patterns of summer;
The mountain bold, standing imperious,
Aloof and majestic,
Proud and unchallenged,
By those who climb or crawl;
The lake as deep as our thoughts,
Sending a million stars
To their beds in heaven;
The meadow, cool lushness and peace,
Home to daisy and the patient worm;
The breeze, the freeness of the air,
Moving across our face,
Tingling senses,
And nestling in the silence
Between the rushing of the tides;
The days move with a grace
Sweeping the earth
And settling gently to sleep.