Forest time

Walking this forest floor, I wonder why
My heart is still, unburdened from the strife.
The mindless chatter of a busy life
Falls silent now. beneath the evening sky,
The shadows fall and lengthen into night.
Amid the rustling trees I feel no fear.
There are no sighs of sadness I can hear.
Nor any fret that time will steal the light.
The forest gives no hint of mortal sway.
It has no thought of time that quietly flows,
Among the trees and streams, the seasons show,
How it restores itself, by natures way.
Think of us, whose time has so short a lease,
By living well we live and die in peace.


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