Wednesday, July 10, 2013

A Nature Journal Entry


I hear the call,
birdsong.
Beautiful,
rhythmic
and
full of life.
I stop,
stand still
and listen.
A bird soars,
another sings.
Their activity mesmorizes me.
I watch
in silence,
feet connected to the
earth,
eyes observing,
ears listening,
heart smiling,
my soul
alive.

10 comments:

  1. Beautiful! I was there when you wrote :)

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  2. Beautiful. I felt that. Such connection x

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  3. I recently started reading about bird language, so cool!

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  4. Kim, this is beautiful! Thank you so much for sharing
    - both the poem and this summer journaling experience.

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    1. Thanks Liz. Happy to share, it is a wonderful course that has taken me to new levels in my journaling...thank you :)

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