High pressure keeps the rain away.
The morning dew from nights still long
relieves the thirst of those so small
while roots search deeper of those tall.
The afternoons are warm a time,
enough to tempt some to repair
while lightly dressed outside to be
the first to show an arm or knee.
I watch the busyness around
as Nature stirs something inside.
A force that surges, needs to meet,
in all that hearken to the beat.
Demands of life are few it seems
when future dreams no longer haunt;
all energy is focussed clear
upon each task, no doubt or fear.
Very nice, Jan. 🙂
We have snow forecast for tomorrow night. lol
Thanks, Paul. It’s grey and cold here again but no snow. I see your site is down
I am on Blogger now Jan, Sorry, I logged in with my old WordPress account.
http://paulandrewrussellblog.blogspot.ca/