In memory of Thomas Walsh
Silence whispered in my ear this morning
“Don’t plant so fast that you loose the seed,
For there are skies to watch
And quiet songs to heed”.
Thomas Walsh knew the melody
Of birdsong by water,
Calm reflections humming the notes
Of Nature's graceful daughter.
Silence reveals more each time
In Nature's breath and soaring wings,
I had never known the blossoms of the sea
Bubbly seaweed dries off in the sun as it sings.
A gentle breeze passes by, touches my soul,
Soothes my slowing mind,
From the perch of Thomas Walsh
What sweet nature might I find?
June 2011 Skye