Love and Nature

Enjoy these two poems. I will post other thoughts later and not just poetry.
Remember to enjoy them and not over-analyze them. Poems are just written feelings. Read slowly, and maybe, as if by chance, you will feel a word or phrase touch you. Then my job is done and I have touched a soul. Beauty of life travels everywhere and in everything. I am here to experience beauty and love: LIFE.

A Seed in Her Name I Plant

A seed in her name I plant

in the garden of love inside my heart;

every day will it grow strong,

'tll the roots can not be torn.

The morning mist sprinkles the flower;

fresh love, to awake with the sun's early hour;

An afternoon shower cool's the garden's jewel;

affection coming down from heaven's pool.

The moon and the stars welcome the night,

that brings a warm breeze of passion to caress the garden's sight;

The dance continues, no knowledge of time;

winds and petals holding hands to bring the flower life.

The seed has grown into a beautiful rose,

the roots of love hold tight forever more;

its' essence sings lullabies to the soul;

in my heart she found a home.


In Love with Art

In love with art,

I know my nature;

Poetry, music and dance;

A modern-day Bard

'tis what I am.

The seasons guide me;

teachers of my spirituality.

Air, a well of life;

In the spring, it fills my soul.

Summer with its' fire;

the energy giving light.

Dry leaves and rainy days;

the water in autumn, a purifying friend.

Yet winter always appears,

dark and cold as the earth;

I'm ready for rebirth.

Nature is my mistress;

the trees I do respect;

The grove within the forest;

A place to where I rest.

In love with art,

the peace of mind within;

A word of art

'tis what I am.