DIVINE NATURE by Diane Bell

In honor of Earth Day: Today and every day may we remember to treasure the Earth and recognize our Oneness with Her and with all Life.

Divine Nature

I am the fallen tree

rotting on the forest floor.

And I am the new growth

nourished by the death that came before.

I am the trees and the saplings that grow.

I am the mushrooms, the moss,

and the breeze that blows.

I am the sky above. I am the light.

I am the branches that stretch up with all their might.

I am the butterfly, the caterpillar,

and the chrysalis.

I am the gloriousness of all there is.

I am the bud and the blossom.

I am the green leaf of Spring.

I am One with everything.

I am also the withered leaves of Fall.

I am expansive enough to encompass it all.

I am love and heartbreak,

disappointment and beauty.

Loss, grief and joy all exist within me.

At Peace with it all,

life, death and rebirth,

I am certain of my connection with Mother Earth.

Diane Bell is a writer living in the beautiful Pacific Northwest of the United States. She writes poetry to connect with the world around her and with the Divine within her. Her first collection of poetry, “Empowerment Through Love”, was published in late 2016. In addition, her poetry has been published in several anthologies, including “The Light Within”, “Finding Our Wings”, and “Best of Spiritual Writers Network 2014”. For more of her writing, visit her Facebook page "Empowerment Through Love".

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