A red cardinal over there,
A mesquite tree over here.
Mother Nature shows me many creations.
The smell of wet saltgrass and dirt
Fill my senses.
This oak tree I am under,
Her leaves shine as if coated in silver
As raindrops sparkle setting delight afire
Within my heart.
Nature presents herself
As is,
The individual decides whether she is beautiful or not.
You will continue to misunderstand
The ocean
If you spend your
Entire
Life
In your backyard
Pool.
What is this?
Am i walking in dreams?
For once i was but a young girl
Playing in the backyard,
Sitting on the picnic table my father built
Making mud pies with a sprinkle of lilac flowers from that tree over there,
In the corner
By the living room window.
The sweet lilac aroma would waft throughout our trailer when in bloom.
Oh, and how i would take flight out the door every morning
Feet ready to hit the cool grass, or ice skate
Depending the season.
Making forts with whatever debris we could collect and an old blanket mom did not mind getting messed.
Grass stains on skin
And dandelion glow under the chin.
Ice balls in hair and rosey cheeks aglow.
Yes, she is with me still,
That girl,
And she stops me sometimes to wonder,
To wander,
Reminding me how much I am
Everything and all.
Overflow unbound.
Shine in infinite stillness.
Let your love
And strength in peace
Be bigger
Than anything else.
Love,
Breathe
And be.
Open your heart.
Open your mind.
Open your eyes.
Drop the definitions.
Knock down the fences.
Obliterate the walls.
You are in your own way.
You have constrained your mind,
Your heart.
And wrapped yourself
So tight in definitions,
You cannot breathe.
This barricade you have built
Has left you with nowhere to go and
Nothing new to see.
Now,
You have limited your own vision.
*originally published November 2014 @choleintodiamonds*
You are the moon
And the the stars and
The air in between that touches me,
That fills me and empties me;
The gravity and the lack thereof,
Everywhere
And all the time.
Pulling me, freeing me.
My lungs, my heart, my mind and skin
Crave and weep.
Bliss. Rhapsody.
I want more.
The sun rose gently today,
I am thankful for that.
Giving my eyes time to adjust;
Delicate light
Touches stone
And cactus.
Life around me
Stretches and yawns at once.
The birds join in
As they announce the arrival of day once again,
Happily
In synch with the natural rhythms of life.
The sun has peaked the horizon
And now burns my eyes.
For this I am grateful as well,
To set myself free of yesterdays burdens
And confusion
With breath and light,
For this is the world
Right in front of me.
In the quiet hours,
When magic flows and
Shadows are full,
We lie untroubled.
Hushed heartbeats pure, gentle and full.
Arms embracing wholly
Sacredness of the soul,
And share secrets
Unuttered in the
Deep.
Criticizing and
Nit picking
Is like
Tearing the
Petals from a rose one by one
Because you think they are not good enough;
The wrong color,
The wrong shape.
Getting sad and angry because all that is left is a stem
With thorns.
All along
You
Never minded the roots
And you blame the rose,
Refusing to admit your part.
You were not there for the planting of the seed.
You did not witness the growth of the roots
Yet you stand and criticize in anger and disappointment.
The mind and heart will only continue to see ugly if one thinks and acts ugly.
Years ago,
As I sat with friends
Along the banks of a magnificent river
In the untamed wilderness;
(All was silent except for the sound
Of the river)
My eyes grazed the
Opposite bank and
I was awestruck
To see a large black wolf
Come off a game trail.
He
Stepped out of the woods.
There stopping and locking
Inquisitive eyes
With us.
He was magnificent;
Splendid in his stance.
I could not move,
Could not breathe.
In that moment I felt something so primal
And beautiful inside;
As if connected beyond comprehension of the mind.
This has stayed with me always.
I know in nature
Honest
Unexpected
Answers come forward
When you are ready to listen.
Originally posted August 2016 *choleintodiamonds*
Chole Into Diamonds 