Sensory Garden
by Shelley Miller
Silence is your chosen music,
only then can lovers be sure
to feel the song within their hearts,
each gentle beat and nothing more.
Birdsong is your chosen music,
a chorus at the break of dawn.
Melodious voices in spring,
spreading sweetness around the lawn.
Rainfall is your chosen music,
Replenishing the soil from where
mother nature's gifts can flourish,
as fragrant blossoms fill the air.
Laughter is your chosen music,
warming the soul from inside out.
Feeding hearts in need of lifting,
banishing sadness, fear and doubt.
Stillness is your chosen music,
a calm and soothing garden space.
Every shade of green to greet you,
make life a pleasure to embrace.
Copyright Shelley Miller
Such simple stanza's, so well thought out, yet I wish I'd written them. Like your new sophisticated look, so in keeping with this poem. Well written, thank you for sharing...
ReplyDeleteCan almost smell the flowers, not sure about the feet though...
DeleteLovely little poem that lifted my early morning spirit and reminded me of simple joys.
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem that promotes hope!
ReplyDeleteLove the colour infused lines Shelley.
Another successful poem.
Yes Shelley another little gem. one more stanza and you could have written a rainbow, keeping the colours in the right order, of course.Love the gear takes me back to the roaring twenties!!
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