the smallest leaf
can hold a tiny drop of dew
that will catch the sun
and lighten it's world.
a single bird can soar
on the faintest breeze
calling our eyes
upwards to the clouds
a child can laugh
with the glee of innocence
and we can relive
the simplest joy
life is full of precious moments
if we can pause long enough to see them.
sometimes in our headlong rush onwards
we miss the journey's songs.
can hold a tiny drop of dew
that will catch the sun
and lighten it's world.
a single bird can soar
on the faintest breeze
calling our eyes
upwards to the clouds
a child can laugh
with the glee of innocence
and we can relive
the simplest joy
life is full of precious moments
if we can pause long enough to see them.
sometimes in our headlong rush onwards
we miss the journey's songs.
5 Comments:
that is such a beautiful piece of writing, billy
you have a gentle heart and I know you do not miss the journey's songs.
I hope you are hearing the journey's songs today, billy...
love,
gracie
Yes dear gracie.. even with the grey couds I can sense the journey continuing
thanks..needed this today...
thanks you dear beverly... I need it too..
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