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"Among the Fields"
 

Among the fields of wildflowers, I walked so many miles; And though the time seemed endless then, 'twas only for a while. I breathed in evergreen perfume from ancient cedar stands, And marveled as a dragonfly alighted on my hands. A scrub jay boldly landed on the trail in front of me, And I could hardly wait for other wonders I might see. I watched the white-tailed deer herd bed down in verdant glen. As tiny fawns leaped gleefully in paramount display, I knew the time was now at hand to end this perfect day. A calming day with the outdoors can heal a broken soul When all too many burdens have weighed a heavy toll. Oh, let me lie among the ferns beside a winding stream, To feel at peace with nature as I close my eyes to dream by: Carol Hardee     Poem copyright © 2002 by Carol Hardee ~ Wildlife Rehabilitator