Harmony Within

Upon a hill where soft winds play,
And sunlight warms the break of day,
A figure sits in quiet grace,
In nature’s arms, their sacred space.

The earth beneath, so cool, so kind,
A grounding force for heart and mind.
The stream nearby sings gentle tunes,
A song of peace through afternoon.

Above, the sky in azure hue,
A canvas vast, forever true.
The clouds drift by, serene, unbound,
A mirror of the calm they've found.

The flowers bloom in vibrant hues,
A symphony of reds and blues.
Each petal whispers life’s refrain,
To let go fear, to ease the strain.

A basket rests with fruits divine,
A gift of health, a sacred sign.
Each piece, a token of the land,
A blessing placed in human hands.

The stream flows clear, its waters pure,
A source of life, a healer sure.
It mirrors back a tranquil face,
Reflections of an inner space.

In stillness here, the soul takes flight,
Through realms of joy, through realms of light.
The breath, a bridge from now to then,
To wisdom ancient, born again.

This scene, a portrait of the soul,
A heart made whole, a life made whole.
The harmony of land and air,
A gentle vow to live with care.

For wellness blooms in moments still,
On grassy hill or mountain’s thrill.
It’s found in streams and skies so wide,
And in the peace we hold inside.

So here they sit, so calm, so free,
A part of life’s vast tapestry.
In every breath, a truth is spun:
We are but one with earth and sun.

Through nature’s gifts, we rise, we heal,
Our hearts attuned, our spirits real.
Let this be known, let this be done:
Wellness is where all life is one.