Lost in the Woods
A time to ponder what is good
A Villanelle
I wander,
Lost in the wood,
Reality ponder.
Squirrels scatter,
Through the leaves underfoot,
I wander.
Birds welcome the newcomer,
At home in their roosts,
Reality ponder.
The brook meanders,
Flows where it would,
I wander.
Flowers flutter
In their arbored nook,
Reality ponder.
Soon ends the summer,
This search for the good,
I wander,
Reality ponder.
Rediscovering good is a worthwhile effort in these days of great anxiety.
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Again, Bravo, the warm and comfortable essence of these words is amazing...maybe a melody will arise...