Saturday, June 20, 2009

Circle of Trees


Circle of pine
Calming and quiet
All but the music
In it's native beat
There is sadness
In the air here
But a good sadness
Something you just
Cant explain
You just let it be
Unspoken things
Have a power
All their own
Something man
Cannot touch
Something spiritual
Definitely sacred
Trees as old
As time itself
Stand guard here
Sentinels of silence
Come join the circle
And dance
And be at peace.

(April 4 1998)