I love to sit by the pond late in the spring
The waters over flowing, trees in full leaf.
Watching the beginings of a brand new day
It's a small reminder of God's creation.
Sitting in the subdued sunlight peeking thru the trees
Listening to the simple sounds of nature awakening
Birds chirping, woodland critters stirring
Moving within the safety of the woods
It sets the seeds of contentment.
This special place that revives tired spirits,
spurs the imagination, and invites dreams.
How nature's own beauty sustains us!
Tossing pebbles into the water, thinking to myself
as each one slices into the reflection,
we are individual servants, pebbles of God
Just one pebble at a time into God's pond.
I have written this critique twice and it just disappears. This is the last time. LOL I really like this poem because it reminds me of the way I like to spend lazy summer days. JUST GIVE ME PLENTY OF "OFF" AND ANY OTHER REPELLENT handy. LOL I love sitting in the woods, walking on trails, skimming rocks on the lake, etc. And what you have done with your version of this poem is exceptional. It places me in the scene. Love your work.
Jessica