
The flowers and birds wait daily
patiently
for us to notice them
to bestow upon our lives
a moment of grace and peace
that comes from touching base
with what truly has the power
to warm our souls
humans lately seem a little like gerbils
running ever so frantically
on a revolving wheel
and as the sun rises and then falls
and stars begin to appear
from behind clouds
the angels seem to sigh
waiting for a single human being to notice
last night when the thunder awoke me
with a start I realised
the earth is always speaking to me
and when I lose touch with it
my heart falls out of sync
with the necessary rhythms
that sustain me
please
the trees and stars
the rain and moon
seem to be saying
will you listen?
do not forget and become so disconnected
that you lose touch
with what truly has the power
to bring your fevered soul
peace