Rain falls softly on the purple flower as it swings to and fro
in a field where everything blooms according to nature's will
Steadfast and strong the morning sun rises in the East
upon a lush carpet of grass soft as the ancient winds of time
Light piano keys caress my mind as I close my eyes and enter
into a reverie as bright as the orange tulips that seize me
Ferns and chanterelles bathed in beams of pure light
I am part of and whole of, this amazing greenish forest ...
Rivulets of quiet waters glide through the sun kissed earth
aerial slides from eagles and other winglet creatures of sky
Loyal and faithful mother earth is constant with her affection
in this solitary paradise made of homosapiens of every kind
Stunned into silence I inhale the chirp of the dancing bird
exhaling into the pinery the offspring of my very soul
I cup my hands and drink from the river, a thirsty fish
longing to finish the journey I begun, ...centuries ago.
Indeed nature is truly a spiritual force that you beautifully portray here in this poem. The forest is not just a setting but a living presence. Phrases such as "soft as the ancient winds of time and "loyal and faithful mother earth" evokes a sense of sacred reality in this ephemeral world of physicality. A rich, eloquent nature poem.
This book consists of a 150 pages of Christian poetry about the end of time and the Second coming of Jesus Christ not as a servant but as a King, the King of kings. To bring righteousness and peace to the earth and restore the government of God! Peac
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