Meandering Along the River’s Edge
~by Virginia Rhys-Anson
December 2016: My Forest Chapel
Sun’s warmth caresses my back
As twigs snap ‘neath sandaled feet.
A crystal creek like diamonds flows
Sheltering trout with rainbowed vests.
Sky looms high with dots of fluff.
Oaks and pines perfume the air.
Twin fawns nudge close to mother’s side.
Dove coos her ever mournful sigh.
Mirrored rows of oaks arch to cathedral peak.
Nature’s chapel harbored safe within.
A festive carpet gently sways
Grass speckled red and yellow, pink and blue.
Sun’s rays peek ‘tween waving boughs
Trim leaves of jade on oaken limbs
Glisten through specs of dust.
Could be God’s grace escaped from Heaven
To bathe my yearning soul?
Grasshoppers bob their rhythmic beat
While larks and robins blend sweet songs.
A feathery breeze tousles whispering leaves
And lacey shadows dance on bark.
Nature’s artistry etched masterfully
On forested canvas.
Nature’s symphony cherished deep
Within my soul.
Nature’s chapel formed elegantly
In arboreal design.
Virginia Anson grew up in the shadows of Sandia Crest in New Mexico. Family camping trips may have sparked her passion for nature. She holds an A.S. in Electronics Technology, a B.A. in Writing, an M.F.A. in Creative Writing, and a certificate in Wildlife/Forestry Conservation. Her book, Mother Earth’s Caretakers, targets middle school youngsters and is published as an e-book for Kindle. Virginia is a Vietnam Era veteran of the U.S. Air Force, and her volunteer endeavors see her as a lector, Eucharistic minister, and sacristan in her parish and as a habitat steward for the National Wildlife Federation. She especially cherishes her life in the Secular Franciscan Order, following in the footsteps of St. Francis of Assisi.
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