“Reading about nature is fine,
But if a person walks in the woods and listens carefully,
He can learn more than what is in books,
For they speak with the voice of God.”
George Washington Carver
I’m heading up the road, again
These days, I have a restless soul
Perhaps, it’s my nature loving heart
Perhaps, I know too soon, comes cold
And, as always, I’ll be traversing, the back roads
There is no spectacular scenery, on the Interstates
I’d rather take my time, on less traveled country lanes
To gaze upon the glorious wooded hillsides, I can’t wait
To perch beside a serene wildwood lake, with my canines
To gaze upon a magical setting sun, just beyond the trees
To joyously wander, through a meadow full of wildflowers
To wade into an enchanting babbling brook, up to my knees
To gaze upon a magnificent old moose, or a family of forest foxes
To listen to a chorus of singing birds, and their soothing serenades
To wander down a pine-studded trail, without another soul around
To take a nap under a towering old oak, so very grateful for its shade
To journey amongst our ancient, wondrous, natural, woodlands
Before they are defiled and destroyed, by ‘modern day progress’
I have never been very impressed, with what mankind has created
To me, Creation’s many ancient marvels, have always been the best
I’m heading up the road, again,
These days, I have a restless soul;
Perhaps, it’s my nature loving heart,
Perhaps, I know too soon, comes cold.
-Adios, For Now-
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©September 2011, Mr. Ed
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Newfie Hugs, Rose
Take care,
Sherry
Anna
The reader is suspended between enthusiasm and a desire for protecting the earth.
Blessings,
Christine
what natural beauty is
and is restless because it's under threat
but restless, too, because it senses the attraction
and can't resist the draw.
Your spirit is here, Ed.
John
~Mr. Ed~
Loving nature at it's best,
and writing of it's splender!!
Lady Vivian