I was blessed on this morning, as I became lost in the beauty of the view given me by The Creator.
I first discerned as Spanish Moss hang and streamers swayed with ease by the direction of the winds.
A once barren oak, has now taken on new life.
And just feet away, the stillness of the water resognates the calmness that I desire.
In the distance, a vessel passes and the water changes.
I breathe in and wait patiently for the return to calm…
A light breeze through the open window awakens and refreshes the skin and all is well with my soul.
Vetta’s Gifts: A Collection of Poems by Keeser Coley