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I understand how difficult it can be to keep a hold of the light when in the darkness…

Nature helps me in my darkest moments, as I feel her strength, compassion and love in the beauty of a tree or in the opening of a tiny bud. It is often the only thing that grounds me in a confusing world, and helps me see that there is a natural rhythm in nature that we can learn to accept and trust as we move through life.
Divine Nature

There is pain and suffering
In this world
Just as much as love and light
For all the hardest moments
The challenging days
There are moments of sweet delight

The awesome majesty of a flower in bloom
A vibrancy that brings tears to my eyes
Takes my breath away
That recognizable shiver 
River of divine energy flows

This is where I know God
In the purest of forms

The way my cat looks at me
With understanding and grace
Or how my dog always understands
The emotions on my face

I feel the deepest connection
Through nature herself
It blows my heart open
Crystal clear love
Rising my vibration
A resonance of God

This is how I know the divine is REAL!
When I feel lost in darkness
Nature reveals
Guiding me gently
Strengthening my trust
Letting me know I am never truly lost

Knowing it is through the shadows
I have learnt love and trust
When I feel lost in sadness
In this challenging world
Just connecting with nature
Sensitive to her rhythms
There I am 
Complete and Whole

I am that ocean
That bird
That bee
I am there in the sky
I am the strength in that tree

We are all here together
Experiencing this life
No one more important than the other
A celebration of all life

So lets rejoice together
Appreciate each unique Soul
Enjoying natures cycle
Recycling of life
If there were no death
Would we appreciate
Anything at all?
Would a human being
Know humility at all?

If we lasted forever
In physical form
Never hearing natures last call
Death creates deeper meaning
Then let's celebrate birth!
With each passage through time
We can appreciate its worth!

So lets celebrate each cycle
And the magic of each dark night
Just as we delight in the freshness
Of each and every Spring day

Divinity shines forth
Within each phase of the Moon
Just as strongly as within the Sun!
The Moon shining brightly
A gentle discreet light
One no more special than the other
In both there are lessons of life

Gwen Potts: I live in the UK. I love to read all sort of spiritual articles, poetry and especially anything written from the heart. Poetry has always been a vehicle of expression for me, so they are always written about things I am currently working through.  If you resonate and would like to follow my Facebook page and my Soul Harmonic blog here, please do! It's most encouraging when people read and comment on the poems! I hope they will touch many people and let them know they are not alone in the depth of their feelings, as others are experiencing the same, somewhere out there. You may contact me through my Facebook page here." 

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