pause and reflect on this moment – the beauty of…….
In the midst of aspen, beech, and birch,
The Earth softened by the night rain,
God’s tears frozen on every leaf,
The morning light curved and recurved
Through the droplets heavy at the tips,
Trees intense, crowns bent,
And the birds awed into quietness,
I am stilled in wonder –
The dogs, wondering, looking up at me –
At the beauty of the greenscape,
The subtle shades of silence
That permeate this moment,
And I desire for nothing more
Than to be a witness to this each day.