October day
a placid stream
meanders through an October day…
quietly reflecting the autumn trees
that line its banks…
a sprinkling of fallen leaves
floats upon its surface…
casually drifting when
nudged by a gentle breeze…
collectively gathering along its fringes
like thoughts
along the fringes of our minds
a wooden bridge spans the gap
between two shores…
reflecting the connection
between humanity and nature
those who are drawn here
listen with open hearts
and open souls…
listen to the voice of nature
that speaks without words…
that whispers in the wind
sighs in the pine boughs…
and reflects itself
in a placid stream that meanders through an October day
Sylvia L. Mattingly
October 17, 2019
Photo by Sylvia Mattingly
Crooked Creek by Sue Mattingly 
Wow! I love this. I see what she writes about and feel it.
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Yes, I just told her that I picture everything she describes.
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Beautiful poem on a beautiful day. I spent the day walking at Bernheim Forest and the poem reflects my silent musings.
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Very good! And, the photo was actually taken at Bernheim this week! Hope you saw the giants.
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