Natural Beauty

Silence fills the cold air

A gentle breeze brushes against the leaveless trees

The water ripples against the surface

Small gray clouds are scattered in the perfectly blue sky

Birds chirp in the far off distance

My only companions in this unknown land

I sit in peace on a brown crooked rock

Alone, thoughtful, content, and curious

Wondering Am I where I am supposed to be?

And is God proud of me?