Circumstance

A quiet, rolling reality,

perhaps personal integrity.

Watch the moon’s glow,

an illuminating sunrise,

the breeze and morning

bring nature’s voice.

A loon in the distance,

calling the wetlands home.

A hoot owl after midnight.

How many people can hear

life’s natural progression.

The headlines will distract,

meaning and proclamation.

Little time to reflect,

only an insidious truth,

evolved in circumstance,

such a silent outcome.

Live our world as life will,

catching up only prolongs

a real self, a genuine love.