At Peace

There is a wind out in the distance
rustling softly through the trees
it gently waves the branches
and lightly tips the leaves.
The grasses softly dance
in time to nature’s tune
and in the air the scent of rain
drifts slowly past the moon.
I lift my face and close my eyes
to feel it’s gentle kiss
then it wraps itself around me
like arms I deeply miss.
Out across the waters
a calm begins to grow,
a peaceful understanding
of a Love I’ll always know.
I lift my lips into a smile,
and wipe away a tear,
for no matter where your feet may go
your heart I know is near.

august 2000