Nature’s Wisdom ● 1 min read
At Week’s End
A poem about gratitude and stillness that reflects on the quiet beauty found at week’s end, where the body and mind finally come to rest.
Gazing upward,
into ocean’s reflection,
I thank the nameless
for my limbs, my eyes that see,
and the air flowing
along the rails of this body,
steady, without incident.
Peace settles
at week’s end.
For another glance upward that turns an ordinary moment into something larger, read From Concrete to Sky.
