Poem – A Natural State

Guided by instincts pushed aside
by life’s demands to survive each day

we quickly find our place steeped in
wood, water, sand, and the sun.

As the morning rises from the
sea’s depths we close our eyes

and feel each ray of light
and the warmth of our creator.

Hunting

Hunting

October Sunrise

October Sunrise

Posted by williamricci

I am a student of zen and nature, and work to balance people, technology, and the environment.

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One Reply to “Poem – A Natural State”

  1. It’s so true!!

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