A Nature's Path

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(c) nature thoughts nw Autumnal Morning I sat one morning listening to the singing of birds the other day, they sang in the distance, a song I knew very well, but the words escape me as I sat attentively listening, to them chirping to a tune they knew only too well. The song of searching for a time when they could sing together about the countries they've seen, about the food they've tasted.  It didn't matter where it was, as long as it was a place where the season didn't change to cold. They sang a song of longing and they sang and they sang. I didn't know of what but they knew and they sang. Was it of melancholy or was it of countries they wanted to go to? Again I didn't know the answer, only they knew and they sang a song they had sung a million times over of places they'd travelled to and of those they hoped to see.  It didn't matter where they went, it didn't seem to stir them, for they sang and they sang on this mild    ...

(c) nature thoughts nw Summer Changes My mind wonders over the leaves in directions the wind blows, in one direction then the opposite, flushing sharp points across the way, my mind wonders this way and that.  Never stopping for a moment's breath never, no, forever wondering this way and that. My mind ponders over the way  the leaves gather, still.  Until the wind brushes them into any direction, this and that, no way there but everywhere here.  My mind wonders, it ponders well.  Deep into my inner mind, Until I understand the nature of summer,  a nature I know is warm as the weather, when it wants to be humid and pollinated, as the bees and wind that scatter  the seeds of life giving flowers. (c) nature thoughts nw