Once in midsummer day
I walked my path
running away.
I sat on a rock,
felt the forrest around me,
it started to rain.
After that,
I felt no pain.
I closed my eyes,
raised my head a little.
I felt a warm hand on my shoulder,
heard a voice saying:
“you’re home my child,
fear no more.
We will stay with you
forever more.”
I opened my eyes,
and there She was.
So kind and tender,
pure love in Her eyes,
called Her-self:
“mother of nature.”
Then she raised Her hands,
raised her head.
Tenderly wanished in air,
golden dust tripping from her hair.
Moment wasn’t long,
but after that I knew:
I’d never be alone,
I’d always have nature beside me.
And on my cheek
fell a tear of happiness.