The Knoll…where nature lives
The Knoll…where nature lives
Atop a green knoll
with grasses like rolling waves,
voices slight resound in playful glee,
beneath the world we know and see,
and they sport in shadows of blades so tall,
their tiny lives unknown to most,
yet in their lives
and in nature’s caring hands,
they came to be, for joyous celebration.
As I lay on that bed of green,
atop a knoll hardly noticed or seen, as
sweeping breezes dust earth with gentle caress,
I can hear their whispers around me,
their giggled jibes and joy imbibed,
and I am still, resolute,
for fear of hurting their tiny being,
so I remain, listening,
to this enraptured high-pitched chatter.
Suddenly their voices meld with the wind,
and form notes so pure,
they soar to flight, melodious
and heart-warming in a symphony;
my ears can barely discern this beauty,
as voice and wind awaken unheard possibility,
and tears form in my eyes,
as joy finds peaks not reached in time,
where one with all is all I’ve waited for,
this very moment, sublime.
So on elbow,
I now hear the leaves rustling in trees,
reaching for the breeze,
and more voices combine for this symphony,
this crescendo of life voiced so freely in the wind,
and I attest its miraculous being,
its overwhelming beauty,
and stream those tears, like rivulets,
life’s gentle hand upon my shoulder,
a sharing upon a simple knoll.
Tony DeLorger © 2016
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So beautiful and peaceful, Tony – very relaxing. I am thinking of the world of the faery as I read your wonderful verse. Great work. Thank you.
Glad you found it peaceful as nature is in its essence so peaceful and right: all as it should be. Take care.
Oh my goodness, so well done Tony. When we open our ears and minds to such sound, nothing can compare. So easy to get caught in all of our own hubbub and close out the life teeming all around us. The miracle of it. Now I need to find a good patch of grass away from all of the concrete feet.
Best,
Mel
So true Mel, we all need to commune with the natural world, where everything is real and how it should be. We can become so lost in our concrete jungles. Glad you enjoyed the thoughts.