Sunday, November 26, 2017

From Cupped Hands



I cup water in the palms of my hands
  ripples of you and I cascade over
     and through my fingers...

I breathe in the sunset air to
  the clap, clap, clap of
    birch limbs...

in my pocket, thanksgiving walnuts
 a humble offering to the squirrels
   scurrying to and fro
      preparing for winter

I sit cross legged on a mossy bank
  of understanding, a gentle wind
    offers healing energies

Wild geese gather watching/listening
  waiting for nature's orchestra to chime
   in to the clap, CLap, CLaP  of an ancient
     song, creating harmony in the water

I catch a glimpse of you...soaring overhead
   the hawk, surveys the landscape below...

       I am here
         I am here
          I AM HERE

just as a deer pants for waters of life
  I too thirst for a drink of blessed water
    come sit with me, I will fill your cup
      with the songs of my heart

sharing with Poets United
 

33 comments:

  1. Sounds like peaceful bliss in that forest.

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  2. Sounds like my kind of day. It's hard to disappear into the woods when you live in Southern California.

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    1. I envy you in the winter months when it is so cold here.

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  3. So beautiful. I love the hawk's flight, the gathering geese and, especially, your closing lines.

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    1. Thank you my dear friend, let’s talk soon.

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  4. There just being one and taking it all in, way to be. Although too much nature would make me flee lol

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    1. Lol, well you can take it in small doses.

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  5. Lovely... peace from the oneness with nature..

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    1. Thank you, I wanted to honor the moment.

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  6. Oh what a splendid, peaceful write....

    'I sit cross legged on a mossy bank
    of understanding, a gentle wind
    offers healing energies'

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    1. Thank you Donna for visiting :)

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  7. I loved this - brilliantly rendered - piece. The opening image of the cupped hands holding water is so strong ... and so evocative. Wonderful writing!

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    1. Wendy ~ Thank you for visiting!

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  8. It's a moment of fulfillment and bliss exuding peace.

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    1. It was a moment of inner peace..

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  9. This poem makes me feel rested, cooled, and at peace. The last stanza is just beautiful!

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    1. Hi Mary,

      I am glad you found a bit of peace through my words.

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  10. Oh the bliss of solitude and the heaven where you spent it. What could be better.
    Anna :o]

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  11. Thank you for the songs.

    There is a gentle rhythm to life. Too often we lose it, in our busyness...and sometimes it takes getting back to nature to breathe it in and understand.

    Email to follow

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    1. Thanks - look forward to the email.

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  12. A beautiful reminder of the importance of communing with nature! Thanks for taking us there!

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    1. Thank you for joining me in the journey.

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  13. A cup filled with songs from the heart...I love that image!

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    1. May you too enjoy a cup of music..

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  14. You see creatures moving through nature with kind eyes. Its a gift to have to be sure.

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    1. Thank you, in quiet moments I am able to truly see...

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  15. I love the sounds, the natural music that starts hands and ends with heartbeats... and a thirst about to be quenched.

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    1. Taking in the moment one sip at a time...

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  16. It has some religious tones, Truedessa. Also it felt like I needed this moment to pause and just relax a bit. Wonderful pondering

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