Sometimes I Wonder
I wander in places secret
Hidden from daily life
I wonder where I aimlessly roam
My eyes awaken with new life
Greenery blooming, blossoming
While autumn looms
All alone, I experience soft bird calls
Crickets, cicadas, a shot in the distance
My secret birds-eye view of red berries, rippling brooks, uncharted pathways
I wonder where I wander
My secret get-aways shared solely with my soul.
My precious growth.
J. Leary, 2015, Oneonta, AL.