Just Let it Be
The cool breeze, which speaks of coming rain,
Washes gently over me, body and soul.
In the twilight of dusk, and in the midst
Of life’s turmoil and stress, Peace comes to me.
The gentle coo of a night bird is heard,
And one of the horses rattles a bucket.
While I can just be still, and let it be.
Well said!
I can just feel it - the calmness that can come over a person, letting it all in and hardly noticing.
Beautiful poem
hugs,
Kathy
Blessings,
Joyce B.
be well and happy,
Kathy
And just let it be.
Moments like those are truly my favorites these days.
"Just let it Be" the way Mother Poet blows in smiles.
I salute You, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
excellent Karen...
John
Regis
Take care,
Sherry
hugs
Fee
Newfie hugs, Rose
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.