Curious Connection

My heart yet bleeds from frivolous mind,

But her words of advice ring through my ears;

It is connection with Nature that may stop my tears.

Indeed outdoors my heart most bind.

As twigs sway easily by blowing of slightest wind,

So deeply am I moved with human cares.

Coping with pains my bosom bears.

Thus found guilty of daily grind.

Let me then take a flight like my feathered friend,

To regions where these open wounds I can tend.

To what perfection hues of morning sunlight blend,

Forming a chasm in darkest of nights to end.

Canvas of sky fills completely with rays that bend,

Creating a ripple effect to commend.