A Welcoming Roar
In every second there is a moment
In every moment there is a heartbeat
Within every heartbeat, the next moment lives
Lava comes and goes
As our world
Continues to flow
There is a soft edge
To every hard stone
All the world is green
Along my soul’s causeway
The tree’s rustling voices
Are nature’s welcoming roar
Wonderful poem, Ivor!
Thank you Cheryl 🤗🌏💕