The Mountain Stream (A Poem)

2021-06-09

Woke up at 2am with head filled with the previous days events. A particular memory came flowing back. For some strange reason the words started to flow and I had to write them down. Is it poetry? Is it prose? The words don't rhyme. So here it is.

THE MOUNTAIN STREAM

Take a break from your journey

And lie awhile beside the babbling brook

Senses burst with fresh sensations, as

Rays of sunlight dance across breaking waves

Orchestral notes play perfect harmony, and

Scent of wild flower and thyme fill the air

Hands caress well groomed grasses

Lips taste pure, ice cold waters

Absorbing nature the heart slows down, so

Peace and tranquillity enter the soul

Maybe this old world ain't so bad at all?