Inspiration Poem by Jim Yerman

I was walking in a forest when I stepped out of the trees
and saw a field of sunflowers dancing in the breeze.

I stopped what I was doing…I was suddenly entranced
and I wondered if it was sunflowers that first enticed people to dance.

I was walking early one morning when what did I espy
but a mix of beautiful color's lighting up the sky.

And I stopped what I was doing…I felt a little faint
and I wondered if it was a sunrise that first enticed people to paint.

I was walking down a quiet path when my mind was drawn upwards
to the treetops where I was mesmerized by the singing of the birds.

And I stopped what I was doing…that early morn in Spring…
and I wondered if it was birds that first enticed people to sing.

I was walking by a mountain creek…as if caught in a dream
when I heard the melody of the water as it gently flowed downstream.

And I stopped what I was doing…as the water flowed away
and I wondered if it was the music of the stream that first enticed people to play.

Now when I look for inspiration…I remember where I was…
when I was out there walking…
for that's what nature does.