Those unhurried days are upon me,
When silent paths feel my feet once more
And my spirit awakens at Nature’s dance.
I smile a hello to my faithful tree friends
While composing a tune with joyful songbirds.
Deaf and blind to ignorance and darkness,
My soul drinks in the honesty of this landscape.
I merge with the light, mingle with the liquid,
As the music of the Uncompahgre River
Becomes my summer voice yet again.
P.S. Yes, I know that it’s only Spring. ;)