Listen to Jerry read A Walk on a Country Road
I will take a walk today down an old country road
My pace will be slow as I want to take in each blossom
on a gnarly apple tree next to the stonewall
which meanders along the road
I will sit at times on the wall
and smell the newly mown hay
I will watch bluebirds and swallows
drifting on warm currents of air
I will gaze at a soaring hawk
as he with binocular eyes
takes in everything he pinpoints below
What a sight that will be!
I will listen for sounds of natural things
water cascading down a mountain stream
the thunderous tail whack of a dam builder
dissonant reverberations of spring peepers
shrill cries of a killdeer protecting her young
ratta-tat-tats of a pileated pirate jackhammering a dead elm
and the soothing chicka-dee-dee-dee of a black-capped songster
I will walk at a slow pace listen to thoughts coming in
later put them into words of the places I have been
I will recall the crooning of birds aroma of hay in the field
Contented my soul will be having observed nature’s yield.