When life has me in a stranglehold
Spirit bent out of shape
Feet don’t want to move at all
And I don’t know what road to take
When it seems like nothing ever goes right
No matter how hard I try
I’m struggling against incredible odds
That worsen as time goes by
That’s when I know the time has come
To listen to a breeze
See the faces in the clouds
Observe nature’s harmony
Soon birdsongs give my soul a lift
Flowers brighten my day
And cradled in Mother Nature’s arms
Is where I want to stay!
© Annabel Sheila
Cradled with nature's blessings. Beautiful!
Lady Mary Ann
Christine
reminds me of my daily walks along the beaches up north
they were most enjoyable as your excellent write
Love & Peace be with you
William
Always,
Deborah
Ron
budd
Your far southwestern friend, Mark