The house crammed full of unpolished words,
noise reverberates from ceiling to floor;
Countless urgencies have pushed me to the wall,
my head complains, “Don’t do this anymore.”
A walk outdoors on a windy day,
billowing clothes and hair now have their say;
The breeze whispers softly along this stroll,
pushing stuffy accumulations away.
Clouds show off congenial gatherings,
the persistent sun smiles and warms my face;
Growing things here beckon and quietly boast,
allowing reprieve from a demanding pace.
Yes! I walk outdoors on a windy day,
turn aside from intimidating stress,
Celebrate nature’s living lessons:
Taking time to trust God more and worry less!
by Elaine Hardt ©2007
