Old Pennypack

Can you hear her music?

Her footpaths 

echo the beat

of history, 

ancient and modern

Her flowing creek 

renders 

the rhythm, 

gentle and wild

Her forest 

dons vibrant robes

to sing a duet 

with the breeze

While the Life within

hums

in perfect harmony

Mother Nature's Lenape Princess

plays all of her instruments

in Old Pennypack

Author's Note

Today, as I walked alongside Pennypack, she was singing her springtime aria.

Reviews

[Robin]

Mother Nature sings in my heart all the time. This piece makes me want to hightail it it PA. I would love to experience old Pennypack first hand although your poem puts me right there by her bubbling streams. Well done.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Robin! Do take a trip to PA - the woods everywhere are beautiful!

[Frieda P]

Such a comforting read, it's so naturally soothing....thanks for sharing this one Rita, a breath of fresh air!

...where the water flows downward. Lovely pic too.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thanks, Frieda - that is indeed a pic of Pennypack Creek

[Frieda P]

Very relaxing, you should have posted that pic yesterday! Maybe chilled a few peeps out.... ;-)

[Rita L. Sev]

;)

[Frieda P]

xD

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Wow captivating words here, love the classic feel of this piece. my fave.

Her forest

dons vibrant robes

to sing a duet

with the breeze

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Marc!

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Welcome Ms. Rita :)

[Pax]

i love it when nature speaks to your soul.... this is no exemption... a wonderful sight indeed! Beautiful work!

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you - truly appreciated!

[Terohime]

Beautiful, simply, beautiful. Good job with this write.
~Your friend Res

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Res!