Short poems on Nature and Spirit
Short poems on Nature and Spirit
Haven
Retreat without regret,
whenever you're upset,
this is the time you deserve,
strolling in peace to preserve,
returning to roots born real
in the ‘alone’ that will heal
exfoliating your grief
on the path of noiseless relief
Merge
Recall
the true home in the lovely nest of the haven heart.
Therein lies the sou’s honest existence
in the harmonious hum of this great universe
Suns compass
Good morning sparkling Sun smile,
ignite inner peace awhile,
Illuminating true heart’s spark
guiding to pure loves mark
Sunset clouds
Cloud comfort’s rose blush,
speaks to loves heart’s hush
Naked trees
welcoming
the cleansing chill
as kindred spirits of trees repose peacefully
in their bareness of serene abandonment
Mind-Body connect
Energy flows in movement,
bringing enhanced improvement,
balancing the turbulent mind,
healing of a physical kind,
cleansing repetitive regress
from hopeless stagnant stress.
When tempted to mope,
movement brings ways to cope
Thaw my little one
Huddled, puffed-up patiently
waiting mourning dove,
A searching cooing echoes from
bare branch high above,
Quivering in icy grip of frigid
December morn
Thawing in promising Sun’s new hope
born
Chasing the Moon
On a mysterious moonlit meander
stalking the alluring moons
mystical re-emergence,
teasing in her concealment
from behind turbulent clouds
amid the prideful raging wind,
obscuring her sought-after glow
in lonely darkness I struggle
Contrast
Wildflowers bloom
brightly,
springing with sunshine,
amidst a luscious spray of unruly leaves,
around the dull concrete
of the dismal parking lot
Diwali
grateful for loves light
shining through the shrouding clouds
even tho I may not see or feel it,
May this light continue to bless me
with forgiving compassion in empathy,
tender mercies for my mistakes,
and loving kindness in drawing me close
beyond trials in guided grace
When I open my front door in winter
Met by a Frosty embrace,
shocked into the chilled welcome
of a frigid but invigorating morning
restoring breathable balance
and hopeful calm
Leave a sleeping tree be
Unsheltered,
exposed,
battered yet
composed
resting bare
undisturbed
allow to
remain unperturbed
Trees’ Hope
Reaching for fresh hope
into
healing sky’s light,
stretching limbs toward
Heaven’s divine delight
Free
painting
Flamboyant
simple splotches,
swept canvas bursting with blotches,
soft strokes bristles brushing,
reviving sweet floral blushing
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