I thought I heard you whisper
as I stopped to pause awhile
my eyes drank deep the visions
of nature's irrepressible style
my senses flowed with feelings
that seeped into my brain
osmotically absorbed
by all the beauty I surveyed
you gently whispered to me
as leaves danced in the breeze
and the sun shone in its azure sky
between the clouds of peace
the grass swayed with rhythm
as the flowers bowed and glittered
with their myriad of colours
and style that they emitted
I saw the children playing
their voices bursting with joy
they scampered round the park
each precious girl and boy
their innocence and frailty
shone through youthful eyes
they think not of hatred
they haven't been burdened so
but time will tell another tale
that's something we all know
what we call the old ones
were lost in silent reverie
of years gone by where loss
was the price paid for memories
now alone at night they dwell
with thoughts their only companion
but oh...how their wisdom
made them glow just like the sun
as precious as the children
as special as everyone
you whispered softly of bygone times
how some things never change
there is no rhyme or reason
in the way life is arranged
ducks revelled in their watery abode
birds glided up above
they sing their songs so sweetly
but what are they singing of?
do they sing of all they see
from their lofty view up high
do they have chance to twitter
at the 'humans' they espy
all around me the mighty trees
stood their ground in silence...bar the whisper...
of the wind as she made music
with their leaves of every colour
I heard their soft rustling
their chatter to each other
what have these trees seen...we might ask
but we will never know the answer
it's hidden in their textured
bark concealed from open view
they see it all...the pain and joy
in every shade and hue
natures full of many languages
we will never understand
but we don't need the words
to know the essence of life’s plan
you whispered to me that sunny day
as a smile caressed my lips...
there’s so many things I want to know
...that time alone will gladly show
you know...they say that
youth is wasted on the young.
I have to agree...
because I have only just begun.
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