Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
~Rabindranath Tagore

Tuned into Nature

The raindrops falling gently on the trees

on the leaves

on the midsummer roses

which so white and honestly

greet the morning yoga prayer.

When I was a child no more than six years

tuned into rhythm of Nature

hearing the trees uttering

the wild flowers singing

and holding the butterflies on the shoulders of freedom.

In the now I dived into the love of Mother Nature

holding the awe, joy

and dancing

in the continuous communication

with green and white,

and sky or the rain drops

that so gently fall on my cheeks

on my nose.

just a magical stillness

as the mind is tuned to listen

the inner worlds of being in love

tuned into Nature

and all things are simply beautiful.

(c) Ella Rönkkönen