The Path I Walk Poem by Phil Soar

The Path I Walk



I walk the path that leads to somewhere special
Where birdsong meets the ears and makes me smile
Where senses dwell for moments of such pleasure
And are left inside my mind for a quite a while

The paths I follow resonate with sounds galore
As the birds invent new lyrics as they go
I could sit and listen to the sounds for ever more
And wonder at the verbal to and fro

I relish being out there at the break of dawn
As light flows into winter's darkened skies
And thoughts of being lonely or a shade forlorn
Vanish, right in front of a million eyes

For yes, the birds seem that they're singing just for me
And they can orchestrate a freedom song
A sound so full and charming that they fail to see
So many things about the earth are wrong

Monday, December 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 01 December 2014

A nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.

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