Witnessed beauty

By Ethan

We're blessed to be able to witness beauty:
the drops of sunshine flickering off the trees,
the scent of nature floating in the breeze,
the songs of birds whistling around me. 

Not too long ago, I was blessed by the sun –
a couple drops of light pierced my mind.
As they passed, they left all my worries behind
for I was free. Free to watch others run,
fly, and change my day for the better.

It's often the little things that truly matter –
a sweet song sung by a warbler,
or a calming crash of a nearby brook,
or a refreshing breeze washing over.
E

Ethan

VT

15 years old

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