I was inspired by the Fall Equinox to write this poem...
There
is this feeling of an offering of sorts...of my whole being: body, mind, soul,
senses and emotions. It happens inwardly, yet is also reflected outwardly: an
expression of all those parts of me.
It is
this quiet time within where I wait, the whole of me, for this Love to come. What
better reason, then, to write this poem, as it comes through me!
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Offering on
an Autumn Day
Red and
orange leaves
blowing in
the wind.
Grey skies,
the bluish
color of my eyes.
Fall arrives
the season of
my birth,
at home in
the cool Autumn air.
Wrapped in
fine cloth,
hues of red,
orange
blue and
brown.
Soft pale
skin
and golden
hair.
It is the
time
to go back
in.
Larimar-like
blue eyes
that see so
much
beyond the
seen.
Like a tiger
in the grass,
waiting...
Grounded in
this time
of season
changed.
Comfortable
with a cup of tea,
book in hand
and smell of
wind.
A drop of
Mercy...
my heart,
filled
with more
Love
than I can
imagine.
As I walk
quietly,
like the
tiger,
soft, firm
steps
strong body,
golden fur,
watching,
listening.
Grace
abounds...
How could one
not
know this
Love
is always
there?
And my heart
does not know
how much more
it could
hold.
Yet, my
Beloved comes,
I know
nothing more...
~
Nancy Carlson: "I am an evolving poet, writing mostly as reflection, contemplation. But most recently, as a student of bhakti-yoga, as an expression of my devotion. I work as an Ayurvedic Lifestyle Consultant, Integrative Health/Wellness Nurse Coach, yoga/meditation teacher and Reiki Master. You may contact me on Facebook here or via my website 'Joyful Healing' here.
Beautiful Nancy!
ReplyDeleteVery special. Thank you ♥️
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