Nature

True Nature

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The puppy on the heels of the child
The flower up turned to the sun
The thunderous run of every river to the sea
The closing of your eyes to go within…

All of nature works with but one rule
To defy not its true course and character.
When nature remains unbroken
Beauty prevails and
Peace is resounding.

When we want to feel love
There needs to be no instruction for where to turn,
When we need to go home
There needs to be no signpost.

Are you true to your nature?
True to your one rule?
Do you know what it is?

It is to be in your joy
Surround yourself with those that fuel this,
It is to turn to warmth and love
And away from fire and anguish,
It is to feel love in and around you
It is to recognize your home within….

In a time when complexity is revered
Such simplicity is dismissed.
Oh how far have we strayed from our true nature?

If the guise of each label
The weight of each role,
If the barrier from each layer
Is all acknowledged as it is,
Temporary and void of ownership
Then yes, return we may
Back to our true nature
One of joy, love and peace….

To bloom or not to bloom

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Standing side by side
Under same blue sky
Same warm sun
Same rooting dirt

One of luster
Other barren of life,
One beautifully adorned
One striped naked.

Waking day by day
Under the same blue sky
The same warm sun
The same rooting breath

Do I ooze life
Do I effervesce with essence,
Or do I drag myself around
Do I need reviving!

Given freely
This air to breath
The sun to warm
These nutrient to feed

What tips the balance
Each and every day
From vibrant and victorious
To defeated and discouraged

So fine the division
So refined the disguise,
Most times the only one to know
Is me and myself

Is it challenge
Is it gift
To make the choice
To pick the way

Each day renewed
Beautifully granted
Until the end
Until the curtain draws

Opening my heart
I see my blue skies
I feel my radiant sun
I know my granted blessings

With the view to accept
The aptitude for gratitude
The budding begins
The bloom inevitable

Romanced by the Sun

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On a wintery fogged morning
Watching from behind
A thick blanket
Of heavy moist cloud

Allowed to be glimpsed
As the layers thin
You are a striking slither
Streaking across my sky

At first a most pure shine
Knowing your brilliance
You tease as a mystery
Charmingly cloaked

With the rise of the morning
You show your presence
Gingerly touching
Glistening dew drops

You banish the chill
Enticing activity
Drawing me forth
Into the day

At the height of noon
You are strong and kind
Grand and bold
Forcing me to acknowledge

My day is a disaster
If I do not see you
If I do not feel you
If I do not connect

Dusk begins to arrive
I am drunk in adoration
Your rich colors displayed
Never the same

Beginning your departure
Your embrace still fresh
Warmth subsides
But your power remains

As each winter night shortens
Your greet me each morning
Just a little earlier
Staying each day just a little longer

Every day, every year
You tease me so
You capture me so
And so it is
I am romanced by the sun!

 

 

Paradise

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Have you ever seen
The vivid streaks
Of orange, red and yellow,
The blinding brightness
Yet mesmerizing vision
Of the sunset?

Have you felt
The crisp tingle,
Wet and refreshing
Frothing and cleansing,
Chilling yet beckoning
Lapping waves of the sea?

Have you heard
The coo and chirp,
Sharp yet tuned
Cheerful and chatty
Playful and sassy,
Chanter of the tropics?

So much color
So much tune
So much texture
Wow what a wonderful world!

Yet there is another paradise
One where colors have no name
And illumination is of warmth.
The rivers run of nectar
And hunger isn’t possible.
Where harmony is felt
And every breath is a song…

Look past the cover of your skin
Beyond the actions of your limbs
Though the expectations of your mind
And therein lies a land
Of milk and honey..

What is this you ask…

This is your existence
Your every day
Your very moment.

Go in search
But not too far,
All it takes
Is the want to know
The zest to find
The perspective to see,
And low and behold
You’ve found your way!

Let it Swing!

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A little splash of color
A little depth then subdued
Colors, contours, crevices
All Nature’s depiction of life.

Is this not like the pendulum swing
The momentum of life events?
Milestones, crises, inevitables
A little excitement
A little drama
A little discontent…

Through the dynamic process of both,
Nature and one’s life span
There is but one constant,
The flow of energy
Without which there is no color, no events, no experience..

So look and see the surface element,
Pleasing and displeasing.
But don’t stop there
Go a little deeper
Feel the flow
Put on your skates, find your wings
Ride and fly.

For here is true living
No definition, no judgment
Pure and simple joy
Clarity in existence;
And appreciation for making
The rank of the living….

Simply Pure

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Pure and simple
Honest clarity
Fragrantly supreme

Elegant eloquence
Creative climax
Divine design

Picturesque perfection
Delving deep
Leading the lost

All beauty has a unique way of taking the beholder back to the source of where the perception is rooted… Within!