The Cardinal is in his new summer dress. From nearest branch the fearless chickadee Reminds the food has gone, scolding me. Across the silken water skimming low The Great Blue Heron landing silently Prepares his stealthy day, icon of calm, Hunter motionless upon the shore, Among the flowers chanting to the skies Surrender's song while noisy squirrels hide Among the branches fragranted with dew. What joy it is to be alive today As eighty years will soon have come and gone And I, young as always in my soul, Cherish the earth, lissome flower-decked, Begin my walk among the great and small Creations of a force Divine at work. Evening comes, the lavender of sky Lit by the crimson orb's slow descent That golden once shall golden rise again. Now the dusk and memories abound Of fields that whispered to the silent soul Of what is now and what is still to be. With cool night air softly caressing me The lapping waters melody resounds And I, filled with peace, invoke Her Name.
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