green fields
by Elouise
green fields wave
the valley beckons
a warm welcome
life in full heat
rises with a rush
toward summer sky
Yesterday I drove through Valley Forge National Park on my way to a doctor’s appointment. The sky was cloudless and the sun was blistering hot. No problem. Driving through VF is always a delight and a feast for the eyes. Coming home it was almost ten degrees hotter, yet just as beautiful, uncrowded and peaceful. Like a green, tree-blessed island in the middle of a hot stormy sea.
I’m tempted to feel voiceless these days. Yes, I write, and I post. I often wonder what becomes of the verbiage generated by me and by thousands of others writing about our current situation in the USA. Yet I can’t keep silent. It only makes things worse.
There’s precious life in this country waiting for release, along with buckets of pain. Fractured relationships need healing. Anger about injustice and betrayal still need a full hearing. And no one can be all things to all people.
So I’m counting on being one of the small things that matter. Like a blade of grass, a grain of wheat or even a grain of sand. Or how about a wild flower of the field?
Elouise♥
©Elouise Renich Fraser, 20 July 2018
Photo of Valley Forge National Park found at flickr.com, Paris Images
Telling the Truth 
I feel as if the whole world is in a deep depression, not of the economic type, but the emotional. It seems like every place on earth is ready to erupt in fear and violence.
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Oh yes, I think you’re correct, Candice. Thanks for this comment. Somewhere back there I remember Someone Important saying, “We have nothing to fear but fear itself.” And yes, emotional depression thrives and sometimes erupts due to fear.
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