The crashing wave
And the gentle ebb.
The singer and the
Birdsong.
Miles of green fields
Flashing in the breeze.
The moon in the day.
The snow as it falls,
When it shimmers in the dawn.
The willow as it sways.
The riverbank and
The rapids.
The squirrels as they play.
A flower between the stones.
A glow in the darkness.
The forest air
And the scent of earth.
The tempest
And the fair wind.
Today.
Tomorrow.
Always.
My love.