A View of Fruit

I sat on the rock
And looked
Soaking it all in
Butterflies flew by in love
Intermingling
Flying so close I nearly forgot
They weren't one
Surrounding the rock
Were rainbow flowers
An array of colors
That joyfully turned their faces
Towards the heavens
They seemed to be dancing
I listened for the music
They were listening to
Silence
Peace
The silence had no worries
People forgot to listne to it
They forgot the peace
But it was here all along.
Listening too
Was the large oak tree
That provided shade
A large family of branches
A sea of leaves
It wasn't done growing
Patiently
It waited to be finished
Blessing me with shade
While it waited
The tree's grand trunk was flawless
Intricate patterns and paths
Were carved on its face
A tiny hole kindly provided a home
Kindly shared
For the benefit of others
I basked in the sun
Feeling the warmth
The goodness
Everything seemed to be
Basking in the sun
Enjoying its goodness
The heat complemented with the
Gentle breeze
The flowers swayed
The breeze was barely there
But it was
There
If I looked far enough
I would see the mountains
Those faithful mountains
Sturdy and reliable
And beautiful
Were those mountains
Hovering over the mountains
Were the clouds
What could have been an obsessive takeover
Resulting in a cloudy day
Was a day of bliss and warmth
All because of self-control
I soaked it all in
On my rock
The love of butterflies
The joy of flowers
The peace of silence
The patience of trees
The kindness of wind
The goodness of sun
The gentleness of breeze
The faithfulness of mountains
The self-control of clouds
I sat on the rock
And thanked God
For the Spirit
That reigned.

(8/9/06)