the orange tulips
greet me
with their joy
on my walks to work,
and i cannot help but smile
in return;
flowers and trees
have always given me
such kindness—
blue skies and sunny days
always give a sense
of security and peace
i cannot truly explain, but it is there all the same;
the fluffy white clouds
give flight to my
wildest dreams and nature
doesn’t try to limit me
she only shows me roots are always
deeper than a person can fathom—
her songs make more sense
to me than those
of mankind,
and in the solitude of silence
i feel a calm wash over me in the
shimmering waters of creek songs;
in the blooming wildflowers and in the
kindness of wise and ancient
trees.

©

Linda M. Crate