by Regina Burchett
As I walk into the woods,
the concert has already begun -
the wind lifts its baton
to conduct the dance of leaves
I sense the movement,
the sway and sigh,
as the fingertips of the trees
stretch to sing of life
The sun separates from air
to become small circles of light
flashing down between the leaves -
sparkling chimes of green and white
Mottled shapes from sun and shade
continue a dance along the floor
of this living space
that has welcomed me
The soothing sounds around me
dampen thoughts of human matters,
lending me peace, renewing my soul
Tags: concert, nature, nature music, nature poems, Trees
Posted: Saturday, November 6th, 2010