Peace is a road leading to the place
where the green of winter is holding fast
against the browns of summer’s advance..
Peace is stepping on wood old as life
on a path damp and wet
and filled with colour, reflections and
the smell of nature in cycles
Peace is listening to the lapping water that
edges and amplifies the sounds
of birds settling all a-rustling on the banks...
Monday 24th October 2016 2:31 pm