walk barefoot over soft damp earth, look for sparrows amidst long haired grass,
exhale..
rinse in sunlight,
inhale …
this here, this now,
this gift.~
As I engaged with Deborah Bracket’s post on her blog, this poem came.
walk barefoot over soft damp earth, look for sparrows amidst long haired grass,
exhale..
rinse in sunlight,
inhale …
this here, this now,
this gift.~
As I engaged with Deborah Bracket’s post on her blog, this poem came.
“Rinse in sunlight” 🙂 lovely
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This is so lovely, Kimberly. Am I interpreting correctly that peace from the madness of the world is found in nature’s simple gifts??
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Absolutely… this, the gorgeous earth home that was made for us provides a wonderful escape from the insanity… as in the psalms, creation encourages us to be handful for this beautiful NOW that we get to breathe in:)
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So true. I have been reading through the Psalms this month and am struck by how often the Psalmist comments on the earth and nature giving praise and glory to God, trees, the oceans, the creatures. We should all take that to heart and I’m so thankful for the hearts of poets 🙂
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Lately dear Kimberly. The words below. I know.
“I pray, rage, and cry”
The plane grasp in Washington D.C broke my heart. So many people lost everything. How do you get up? I love being in nature. I made my yard a forest. Sunflower plants, wildflowers, tulips and my roses. Nature is a safe harbor. Thank you for sharing your poetry and your thoughts.
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Oh John… Ty so much for your support and encouragement.. yes.. nature… just your mention of sunflowers, tulips, wildflowers and roses lifts my heart… it has been given to us as a sanctuary.. a safe place… we have been rewilding…many wildflowers, and fruit trees for the creatures and us… I am blessed to live on the land of some of my ancestors… and when I walk barefoot … I think about them sometimes, and our call to the earth. …
my daughter is a friend of bees
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Dear Kimberly. I am glad your daughter like the bees. The bees love my Sunflower plants. Like alcohol to them when they feed. Good to walk barefoot. Allowed us to know. We are part of the great planet.
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