A Winter Walking Song
The wild wind dances gleefully in the trees
Tumbling and tossing, rolling with such ease
Carefree and unchained, untamed and so wild
Like a boisterous and exuberant playful child
While down by the river a heron takes flight
Startling a blackbird who cries out in fright
The wild waters flow, from source to the sea
As it hurries along on life’s journey
Laughing to itself as it tumbles along
Singing so softly, a sweet secret song
On a long winter walk as my destination nears
A cacophony of noise roars in my ears
A murder of crows scream and screech
Taunting the cat below, staying just out of reach
Always quarrelling and bickering or so it seems to us
Causing chaos and consternation and creating such fuss
As they circle and weave and swirl around the tree
In apparent chaos there is order and harmony
Singing to myself as I hurry along
A feeling of contentment that I belong.
Days like these, it is good to be alive
My destination draws near, soon I will arrive.
And I think to myself, what a lucky man !
To be part of this journey, this wonderful plan.
Despite all our worries our troubles and fear
Life is a gift to enjoy , to cherish and to share.
C Denis Murphy 29July 2016.