Perched upon a windowsill I find my niche Between mother nature and background voices belonging to strangers I sit I wonder about the air trapped between the double panes of glass …
Category: Creative Writing
A lesson from Mother Nature
Wildflowers bloom in the foreground with Mt. St. Helens in the background Destruction leads to rebirth Old leads to new As trees uproot and bid adieu Once teeming, now fleeting From rich to sparse All seemed to fall apart But for a moment in history We stood in awe of nature's intention we know not …