Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Wednesday, 14 December 2011
Natures Love (Show How)
Tend the flowerbed
By the butterfly
Wonder why
The ladybird wanders
A quiet afternoon - quite easily
Only you inside your own borders
At one with your earth orders
Toil away, enrich your soul
Meadow grass, poppy, daisy
Lazy daze on a hazy afternoon
In the place to swoon
Between dreams and slumber
The sun full on
Your warmth of skin
Massage slow, mellow in
Pour oil all over
Tend the humanity
Rest with all the above
Show how natures love
Creates patience
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