Treading lightly the path to enlightenment.

Pardon Me

Barn at sunrise

 

 

I beg your pardon, and I mean just that.
I’m sorry we won’t have time to chat.
I haven’t a moment to spare, you see,
Just now Mother is calling me.

It’s not entirely my fault,
This unavoidable delay.
But you know the world is bigger than me
And overwhelms my day.

It’s not only me, it’s also the birds
‘Cause they’re Tweeting me with their tweeting bird words.
And the trees are waving to catch my eye,
Passing clouds call out “Hello and goodbye.”

Am I to blame for marveling
At this air that smells of snow?
It surrounds me and embraces me,
And follows everywhere I go.

You wouldn’t hold it against a guy
Whose eyes automatically rise to the sky,
For breathing deep and lingering long,
To sing along with Nature’s song.

So hasten, must I,
To truncate this rhyme.
You and I can visit
Some other time.

 

Mother Beckons

 

Seek peace,

 

Paz

Comments on: "Pardon Me" (6)

  1. Well said! Thank you for sharing, Paz. 🙏🏻🕊💞

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  2. Beautifully written Paz, enjoy your time with Mother 💚

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  3. Beautifully said- and I understand, for you know I do such things as well . . .and without regret.

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  4. Nicely stated Paz, and the soft colors of winter that you caught are just exquisite!

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