THE BECKONING


........ restless soul
seeking solace,
the volume of the
world deafens and
hinders my peace;
with enticing whispers
THE BECKONING
lures me. Dew laden
carpets of plush green,
aides of light to govern
me - fireflies to and fro
they weave. Crickets 
chirp in natural harmony.
Frog princes that woo
their princesses to be.
Owls that hoot a welcoming
THE BECKONING
of nature my heart and
soul replete be. Enthralled,
captivated...... comotosed
I feast upon natures bounty
THE BECKONING
I seeked.
©️PSA 18/4/22.




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