Depths Of Nature Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Hearing sounds of nature, filling this mind as I watch
leaves gently being blown about on their little branches
of temporary homes.

An entire stillness comes upon the atmosphere tending to
ease strife and turmoil that is a part of every day life.

Being accustomed to being close to nature, don't know how
I'd get along without it, strident discord would be a daily
hassle if I weren't one with it.

Loving the peaceful environment of earth as I walk
continually through it's hidden pathways, reserved for my
own being.

Being taken always into the furthest outreaches of it's
essence, finding admittance to depths of nature keeps life
interesting and filled with hopeful endeavors.