Rocks and trees know not to struggle
but to simply stay until the appointed time comes to go.
Change is forever pulling or pushing.
Do not begrudge the current its way.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Rocks and trees know not to struggle
but to simply stay until the appointed time comes to go.
Change is forever pulling or pushing.
Do not begrudge the current its way.
You make a good point in very few words. Nicely done.
Maybe this is why nature is so rejuvenative. A lesson learned.
I’m feeling this way today. Not necessarily “going” as in death, but in the way that just feels right. Thanks for the post! 🙂
I have fought against the current,
Like a salmon in the stream,
Now the current rushes over me,
My life feels new and clean.
I love your poem. It made me think about the changes I have recently made in my life and it made me feel great. Thank you.
So glad. Thank you for sharing your poem.
Well it was just an impromptu one inspired by you…nothing like the beauty you weave with your words. Jen xx
How wise they are!
So true your words. Love your poem.
Lovely! The poem captures the essence of the photo.
Lovely photo and the words make it even better
Beautiful – and so true! =D