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Sitting on the lake shore
this warm spring day
there is a gentle breeze
I inhale, filling my lungs
with the fresh air of the
moment, exhaling winter's
bitterness
The geese are honking
pairing off establishing
nesting territory
In the distance a robin’s song
and a chickadee chorus
The smell of sage
sweet-grass and dried lavender
fill the air
Closing my eyes, I pick
up my drum offering a
song of hope and renewal
Thump, thump, thump
the rhythmic beat echoes
and my heart flutters along
with bird wings…
Chanting out songs of spring
my drum vibrates with each
syllable…
Where are you roots, look no further
than the giant budding trees…for they
know the beauty of growth…
Where are your dreams look no further
than you heart, for there is the
seed of possibility
Embrace the light of spring
if nature can start over
so might we humans
linking with What's Going On? The March Equinox
hosted by Susan
also linking with dVerse
hosted by Lillian
Yes yes yes! I love this! We used to go to Bermuda for January and February every year and I lOVED hearing the chickadees! The past 5 years, we've switched to San Diego...and I miss that unique chorus they made! I most especially love the final three stanzas here. Beautifully writ!
ReplyDeleteUv the rhythm of your piem
ReplyDeleteHappy Spring
Much♡love
A rhythm, a renewal, an invitation, we are lucky to hear the call of wild geese and the drum of heartbeat and life.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful. I can see you by the lake, the scent of lavender and sage on the air, drumming your drum.....lovely.
ReplyDeleteThe beauty of spring!
ReplyDeleteSitting on a lake shore, with a warm spring breeze, drum in hand--sounds like a most perfect day!
ReplyDeleteA gentle poem, Truedessa, which had me sitting beside you on the lake shore. I love how your words appeal to all the senses, with the feeling of lungs full of fresh air, the sounds of the geese, robin and chickadee, and the wonderful scents of sage, sweet-grass and lavender.
ReplyDeleteI love the senses of Spring in your poem, Truedessa. So calm and serene, yet very hopeful.
ReplyDeleteI feel the poem in my bones, Truedessa!
ReplyDeleteLovely poem!!
ReplyDelete"Closing my eyes, I pick / up my drum offering a / song of hope and renewal"
ReplyDeleteI enjoy siting with this poem and taking in nature before fitting in the sound of the drum against beating wings. Lovely.
I like very much all of the details you included. My favorite stanza is:
ReplyDelete"Embrace the light of spring
if nature can start over
so might we humans"
Such a wonderful message for these times!
This is exquisitely woven! I especially love this image; "The smell of sage
ReplyDeletesweet-grass and dried lavender fill the air." 💙💙
I love the peacefulness and hope the poem pours out. "I inhale, filling my lungs / with the fresh air of the / moment," This is so important to be in the present. So beautifully put.
ReplyDeleteLove so much this poem, spring is so lovely and especially how the drum works with bird wings
ReplyDeleteYou sound the notes of hope in springtime so beautifully.
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