The Healing Place

I wandered down beside the pond

Where reedy grasses sway,

Beside the silent ripples born

Of summer’s ducks at play.

The sun brushed silently the boughs

Of nearby alder trees,

Then listened as they whispered back

Upon the cheery breeze.

I stood within the peaceful calm;

I felt it touch my soul.

It seeped into my weary brain

And left me healed and whole.