Meditating

Ophelia by Odilion Redon



As I lay upon the earth
I slip into it's folds
Absorbed completely within

Seeping into the crevices
Filling angry cracks with love
Encouraging the seedlings to push forth

Gliding beneath teal waters
Freely I explore the depths of my soul
Like a newborn fish

Growing alongside the flowers
Admiring their beauty
As I wait for my chance to bloom

Hovering amid the clouds
Climbing to new hieghts
I spread my wings

Becoming one with mother
I share my energy
She gives me strength



Dana







*Written for Magpie Tales


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20 comments:

  1. A lovely way to be at any height!

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  2. Affirming and hopeful. Well done.

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  3. Lovely; reminds me of a book which is out of print, I just gave my scientific and artist granddaughter of 12, a mature girl, lovely nature, inquisite, and that was the Seven Mysteries of Life, Guy Murchie, which goes into all the intricate ways of our planet, the universe, from lowly shrew and worm, to galazies, the music of the spheres. You evoked all that by your post.

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    1. Thanks! I think their is so much we could learn from nature if we would only listen.

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  4. love 'gliding beneath teal waters'....beautiful piece..x

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  5. Beautiful. You are a poet.

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    1. Thanks Gail! I'd like to think I am. Sometimes I wonder though.

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  6. nice...love the mystical feel to this...the intimacy with nature and growing up with it...very cool piece...smiles...

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    1. Thank you! I love to be among nature and learn all there is about life.

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  7. You got me with the teal waters...
    (Please junk the word verification.)

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    1. Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment!

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    1. Thanks! Hopefully I gave Ophelia some peace.

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  9. I was just ruminating about cumulus clouds today- the sense that you can hide in them- that some bring hope, inspire us and caution too- thanks.

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    1. I love watching the clouds and imagining how they feel upon skin.

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    1. Thanks! I appreciate you stopping by to read.

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