Open Poetry #39 |
Encouragement |
WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
Walk beneath the tall trees Tara, and listen quietly to the wind; hear song birds call and squirrels chatter, echoing their love of life among dappled foliage and darkened branches. Watch the shadows creep upon the forest floor and step lightly in soft bare feet among the ferns... Look: I've put a stop to time, my love, for we're in a sacred place together. Here nature freely pours her bounty upon hillsides and deep into shaded valleys... Yes, take a drink from a gurgling stream – let the cool clear water slip between your fingers – and pause along the shore of a glacial lake; let the haunting call of a loon enter your softly beating heart. Put your hands through small wavelets lapping upon slabs of broken shale and turn your beautiful face to the sky: see the endless shapes of endless dreams within fluffy white clouds passing by. Reflect under the power of the afternoon sun and let its rays cleanse your soft brown skin of the cancerous impact of the city: Thank you for sharing with me this day so freely given from a beautiful Earth, Tara. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Oh yes! One of your best!!!! |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"Look: I've put a stop to time, my love" oh my yes! exceptional WindWalker... |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Well done, indeed! |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
oh my this was a beautiful read... I was carried along so nicely here... RDB |
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