Sylvia Stults

Take a walk inside a park or
Jaunt a forgotten trail.
Close your eyes and listen.
Take a deep breath and exhale.

For nature's call invites you.
It's peaceful and serene.
It heals the body deep within
Naturally, not by artificial means.

Aromatherapy businesses
Would all be obsolete.
Your pharmaceutical agencies
Would drop significantly.

Hospitals could concentrate on
Healing the terminally ill
Instead of fighting illnesses
Brought on by pollution's will.

Saving the environment
Is bigger than you think.
It not only affects society;
It pulls health from the brink.

The sands of time have rendered fear
Blue skies on high no longer clear
Stars were bright whence they came
Now dimmed, obscured, pollution's haze

Crystal clear our waters gleamed
Fish abundant, rivers streamed
Ocean floors sandy white
Now littered, brown, pollution's plight

Trees towered high above
Trunks baring professed love
Birds chirping from sites unseen
Gone, paper joined pollution's team

One can't blame pollution alone
As they say, you reap what you've sown
So let us plant a better seed
Tear out old roots, cultivate, weed

Protect what has been given for free
Our waters, skies, wildlife and trees
For once they're gone, don't you say
Consider yourself warned of that fatal day

There is a place called heaven
This I can undoubtedly say
Without any hesitation
Of what this message conveys

There are no words to describe it
No visuals that can compare
Such as roads of gold or gates that scroll
Beyond Earth's hemisphere

One night while I was sleeping
My soul started to be raised
Sitting up from within my body
With arms in heavenly praise

What brought this spiritual moment
This I do not know
But the feelings felt within myself
Were shared to me by soul

There was an ultimate feeling of self-giving
A surrendering of my total being
No other thoughts came to mind
Except praising God as my king

The love I felt was immeasurable
No past love came close to compare
A love so strong and powerful
Yet seemed to have always been there

The soul itself was not a mist
Or foggy image seen
But an array of electrical colors
Though formed in my earthly being

As my soul descended back
To where my body laid
A gasp of air was all it took
To make me step forth and say...

There most certainly is a God!