Noiseless sanctity



Noiseless sanctity speaks volumes

in forest carpeted moss-covered

roots and crushed pieces of tree-laden timber.

I listen to the pump of my heart

resounding with Nature’s rhythm.

Sounds of birds singing

echo through tree scattered

Oak, Chestnut, Spruce,

and White Pine.

Resting on the rim of the sloped

ravine, attending to water’s

crashing sound, I am

aware of another place,

lifting my spirit to sights unseen.

Living Intentionally

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