An Ordinary Day

 

I woke to the sounds of birds in the forest

Chimes, soft coos, gave me morning solace.

I linger in bed imagine rewards of rest

While around me the world begin its race.

 

The warning signs, alerts far different

Natural surroundings of wilderness

A cry in the wood mean beauty apparent

In here no concern of humane duress.

 

Though they too, the sounds must survive

Watchful eyes to recognize their stature

In the scheme of the wild, how do we thrive

Constancy a source of energy, is true nature

 

I woke sweet to the sounds of the forest today

Wondered if I might always survive this way.