Poetic Interlude XLIX

A guest post, today, by my deceased father.

I went to the mountains a few days ago to renew my spirit, as I did in the old days.
I wanted to sit on an ice-covered rock and listen
To the lonely quiet
Of a high up place far from the noise of people, but close to the creator of all.
I wanted to hear the call of a raven,
The nonsense of a magpie
The chatter of a squirrel.
I wanted to sit, high above the timberline,
Watch nature in its pristine beauty.
I wanted to speak to the four winds
Thank the Supreme Architect for my small place in the ever-changing scheme.
I sat, and listened, and watched.
I saw an eagle soaring far below
Hunting his meal from a little silver creek I couldn’t hear, could imagine
The sound of the water bubbling and gurgling, seeking its path down to the ocean,
Carrying life to billions of tiny organisms
Carried along to feed bigger creatures, then bigger, until the cycle is complete.
I heard the birds, and listened to the animals.
The winds spoke to me and I to them.
I didn’t stay until dark to hear the wolf or the yap of a coyote.
I didn’t need to hear the creatures say goodnight.
I stayed just long enough to get that same old feeling of being very small
Very small in the great expanse of our universe
Renew the peaceful confidence that the One Above is still with me.
         I left the place for others to find.
©2014 by Tyler J. Yoder. All rights reserved

About Ty DeLyte

Madame DeLyte has suffered a grave disappointment - YET AGAIN - and still believes that freedom, beauty, and truth are what's valuable, rather than vulgar cash. He'd add love to that list - but, well, what can he say about love?
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