"An Ode To The Countryside"

No words to describe the beauty,

the peace, tranquillity, and love of the country.

No sounds can match the chorus of birds,

or the soft rustling whisper of the wind-blown grass,

barely heard, even in the momentary silences.

Sunlight cascades through thin foliage and spidery branches,

while a stillness pervades all the fields and homes.

Yet even now, there is no possible writings

that could prove the solitude of humble emotion

seeping through my flesh, as light wind and gentle sun

play over my skin in entwined harmony.

It is moments like such that should never fade from memory,

and live on forever into the days of eternity.

Holly Johnson

26th January 2003