Nature is magic that whispers in my ear.
I lend a shoulder with no fear.
Here today, maybe not the next,
majesty and beauty surpass the rest.
Longing to be surrounded by delicate
grace, beauty recoils and retracts again.
Many warm feelings touch gently on my heart.
What we do comes back to haunt us,
never far apart.
Through a lens, a care and tender thoughts,
unfolding, showing promise, a new
beginning and a fresh start.
smiles. that goodness for fresh starts and seasons changing...i love nature too...
ReplyDeletethat was an elegant poem, felt like I was in the middle of the country soaking in the delights of your poem xx
ReplyDeletelovely and lyrical! xxxj
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Gwen. Both the image and the words.
ReplyDeletehow refreshing this makes me feel ..thank you
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comments and kind thoughts!
ReplyDeleteAdds balance to one's life...
ReplyDeleteJust standing there with shovel in hand
ReplyDeleteWorking on planting my sixteenth fruit tree
Suddenly it starts to rain and then hail
Here it comes, poring down like rock salt
I retreat to the cab of my truck, to wait it out
What intensity and clatter, hail is always noisy
Soon it's over and I'm back out there again
All my methodologies and tools at work
"Ten Easy Steps to Planting Fruit Trees"
And I am tired after days of this
Then I notice it, the rainbow
So intensely bright and beautiful
I run to my truck, this time for the camera
Catching the miracle from many views
It's a double rainbow, so intensely colored
Did I do something to deserve this?
So many I've seen in my life
And they all have stories
This one will, too, but I don't know yet
OneLove--Tiger