Days of stillness
lead to listening,
watching,
waiting.
Eyes drawn
upward,
as mighty oaks of righteousness
are moved by Mighty Wind,
enshrouded
in moist and heavy
Light.
Enthralled by
movement,
slow and diliberate,
gaze is held tight.
Majestic height
and strength,
moved effortlessly,
slowly,
side to side.
How regal,
how yeilded.
Example and inspiration
beheld,
and grateful heart
looks higher.
