Ending Of The Task
Sultry is the air,
and birds and bees are mellifluous in their vocal songs.
One becomes aware,
of a sense of peace and tranquillity for which one longs.
A soft cooling breeze,
whispers through the trees, leaving a feeling of sheer respite.
So that one can seize,
the restful calm, as the whole of nature’s forces unite.
What more can one ask
for, the day has become serene and undisturbed by stress.
Ending of the task,
complete affinity is achieved - harmoniousness.
© Ernestine Northoer
poem by Ernestine Northover
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