Somewhere, maybe halfway,
between the hawk flying over my shoulder,
and gliding through the angry clouds,
I found the courage to accept,
who I am,
realized I was free,
writing, a few lines,
nature healing, the best of me.
for your faithful hand in mine,
walking this way, and through the woods,
seeing each other,
reflecting our faces in the lake,
in spite of the mist.
However long we have on the earth,
I pray we can always walk,
this path together.
Blessings to everyone and peace!
“If you love nature, you will love people.”
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree