Goldfinch60

A Walk to My Willow.

“I am back” I say to My River.

It has been so long,

So long since I could walk,

Walk by its side.

The floods have abated

And My River is back,

Its water flowing gently,

Flowing gently by my side,

Barely a ripple to be seen

Except where the swans sail by

In their elegant style,

So calm,

So beautiful.

Then I see the ducks

Sitting on the land,

Bathing in the sun,

So elegant in their iridescence,

At peace with nature.

I walk further

With the trees for company,

The new life

Springing from their buds.

I come to my turning point,

My friend, the Willow, is there,

Is there to greet me,

Greet me as she always does.

Her branches weep for me

In tears of joy,

Glad to see me again

As I am seeing her.

I greet her with a smile,

A smile of joy

At natures beauty,

And natures resilience.

Happiness pervades my heart

As I walk back along My River

Knowing that all is well,

And My River will always be there,

Be there for me.