Re-Discovery: Pequest River
What Soul would Dare Ignore
The Beauty of Nature,
Which Whispers,
Sings,
And ROARS? . . .
Even in the Woodlot,
Town Bound,
Its Singing Stream
Dancing With Mergansers,
Mallards, and Titmice,
Sparrows and Geese,
Cardinals and Bees,
And Myriad Other Vibrant Things:
Green and Winged,
Furry or Slithering,
Crawling and Hopping. . .
Even Here
The Infinite is Found!
The Way of Life, Profound. . .
Urging Respectful Quiescence
For the Eternity it Ensouls
Mothered our Lives from Below
And Fathered them in the Light
That Grows
Ever in the Heights and Depths
of the Mind. . .
Dare to See Her:
Take the Time!
And when You Dare,
Be Quietly Kind. . .
Or Be Jubilant with Song!
That says Her Goodness also:
Chiming with the Vibrant Throng.