Thoughts

In the gamut of human emotions,
sometimes all that is left
is to find a rock in the woods.
To sit, feet firmly on the earth,
and to breathe.

Taking in the sounds too often muted
by noise or thought.
Feeling the progression of heat
as sun slowly warms tired backs.

And slow ourselves until we remember
that we, too, are part of this wild earth.
Destined to live and love,
to experience great joy and deep sorrow.

At times we know only this;
that the sun will appear again tomorrow to warm us,
and that the earth will hold us tenderly as we make our way.