Waldron Island, USA

Fractions of time stand still,

Over the water,

Like images of my mind's creation.

The trees surround me,

Like a comforting embrace,

And finally I feel the beauty of creation.

I feel connected to a greater something,

Somewhere inside I feel a hand reach

Up to the sky,

Pulling the sun closer,

Making the moon move towards the enclosure,

To feel safe is one thing, to feel saved is another.

Saved from all the business,

To feel at one with nature,

Not caught up in the everyday glances, 

The minuscule psychologies of

People being misinterpreted,

A language I've never fully been able to translate.

The fractal nature of the mountains,

that enclose me, that watch over me like a sister or a brother,

the mathematical, scientific nature,

Beauty and the wonder of creation,

that we so often fail to fully appreciate,

Gathered together in one                                                  Space.