It was by the river, where the young man learned,
how to breathe the woods,
how to attach his heart,
to the earth,
to something other than himself.
It was the only place,
where peace flowed, over,
the rocks, down into smaller streams,
speaking to him without words.
His family had fallen apart many times,
and there was no pastor, no sermon,
only the river flowing, and the strength,
from the shadows,
smiling with approval.
and he is still surviving,
in spite of death knocking,
in spite of tears turning,
he is still learning, still breathing,
The pastor left and the sermon fell,
to the ground, turning to dust.
And now he has learned the nature,
of healing, of forgiveness stronger,
the woods are very forgiving.
He remembers the quotes,
the words of Nathan Chasing Horse,
“When a man learns how to weep”,
“he learns compassion”.
The strength is in the heart.
Blessings to everyone and PEACE!
“If you love nature, you will love people.”
Poetry © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree
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