Mother morning wakes soft as
spun clouds
around and around the earth turning like a stick in a drum sky
making sweet candy
for melting in our eager mouths
Does She smile, waiting on our happy sighs, our smiles thanking the day?
Mother Morning
Tag: poetry
Nature
these things happen to me
I see something beautiful and words come
and I put them to the page
Sometimes I feel the poet is there
in nature, waiting to be discovered
But that isn’t true
The poet is nature
She is the breath of morning
the sigh of sunset
She is peace
Color is her language
She is light
goodness
swelling and glowing and spreading
And her threads stretch out for you
for us
Reach out
Take her
Bring her close
Wrap up in the cloak of comfort she weaves
Nature colors my mind with wonder
How can this be real?
Only a moment
And “real” changes
If that’s true, then we can change “what is” like nature does
every moment
every thought
every intention for good
every expression of love like color making a new vision of healing
#goodness #nature #poetry #spirit #color #healing
Peace
Peace is there
There in the light
Don’t be afraid
As it’s beauty fades
Peace is not stagnant
It moves and breathes
With us, in us
We are made in peace
We have only to remember
Each Day
Each day
Begin again
Like new light on water
Every moment changing
But ever present
Ever present light like hope
May you see it
May you feel it
May you be it
May we all be it
Going forward
Each new day made anew for good works
Let Me
Let air cool my heated emotions
Let quiet soothe noise
Let color fill me with wonder and hope
Let me be lifted in goodness,
guided to action with love
Let it be now
Let it be tomorrow
Let love look back and heal
Let it be for all
#nature #beauty #poetry #prayer #love #calm #goodness #heal #color #wonder #hope
mending stone sharon duerst author 