Small next to the trees

A Bird Cries

A poem by Tyler Golec

I am peaceful, as I sit here alone

My mind is lifted out of cares

Resting in peaceful meditation

Temporary but reviving

A tired mind finds rest

I can hear the whispers of the world

Drifting dancing on fallen leaves

It grows silent as the Earth inhales

Tentative, reminding of how

How quickly something

can become nothing

A bird cries over the roars of man

Fables and Fairy Tales
Photo by Filip Zrnzević on Unsplash

Posted

in

by

Comments

Leave a comment