Nature’s Harmony

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #561

Words:  birds, hum, spirits, growl, trickling, glum, three,
        pray, willowy, run, myths, bones, lost

Three birds hum
in shadow of
willow tree.
They lift spirits
of the glum, 
and the lost.  
They soften growls 
of nearby animals
running past a
trickling stream 
where myths are 
born of wisps 
of hair, and sun-
bleached bones.
Here, Buddha prays.
Ethereal masterpiece
of sound–three birds

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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