Fall morning dew deepening in to rain…

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As the fall morning dew

deepens into rain…

I want to be in love with life again

I want to be more “insane”.

I want the freedom of day

To manifest a song.

I want to read poetry out loud.

I want to sing along.

I want to stretch into the hills

To lay on the mountain forest floor.

I am grateful for all the blessings I have…

But this morning,

I want more.

I want to give my joy to you,

Wrapped with a feathered bow

I want to let my heart-strings

Sing, and I wanted you to know.

mother earth

 Photos   Jasper National Park  Sept 2008  MaryHelen Ferris   words  Sept 2013

Recline, repose, rejuvenate

Trees are my sanctuary
Trees are my sanctuary  Photo credit  Sonny Alfredo Galea   Jasper National Park   Sept 2008

Recline, repose, rejuvenate,

are all great things to invigorate

the physical body.  

But, me, I want more.  

I want to dream adventures

deep on the forest floor.

 I want to sink beneath the pine.

 I want to bask in cedar.

I want to be so refreshed…

(That I can hardly wait

to tell the cleaning lady,

I don’t need her).

 I want to be so renewed

that I can do it all my self.

But in the interim,

 I will rest

and put my ego

on the shelf. 

The winter winds blow dark and cold,

I must admit that I am growing old.

My spirit is not that of  a quitter.  

I have been,  oh , so blessed, 

by my angel baby-sitters.

 I have loved ones, and friends

whose love surround,

as I bask in the love

of the light and sound.  

I truly love to recline,

rejuvenate and repose.

I have chores on the morrow

which I have to dispose.

 I am the dreaming poet.

 I am so very  blessed

throughout my life.

 I am coming now,  beloved,  

to be thy dreaming wife. 

Lay me, now, down among the mosses dedicated to Rebekah Riggs-Smith

Mosses Killarney

Lay me, now,  

down in the mosses.

Let me heal

till morning light.

I will use yonder

stone for my pillow.

The branches

for my blanket.

The song birds

for the orchestra.

Yonder brook

for my evening bath.

I need the

coolness of the forest.

I long to bask

in the moonlight’s glow.

Oh tell me please,

I can do this once,

Before the summer goes.

The autumn

of my life is upon me.

I long to bask

in the summer one more day.

I long to bask

in the moonlight’s glow.

Oh tell me please,

I can do this once,

Before the summer goes!

Lay me, now,

 down in the mosses.

Let me heal

till morning light.

I need to awaken my Spirit.

It is getting too “city -fied”.

I must lay , now,

down in the mosses.

Before this yearning dies.

I desire to awaken

the laughter

That can only come

from the birch

I long to re-awaken

the divine

That for me only

comes from the pine.

I quest the serenity

of the sage.

I invite the cedar

and sweet grass

To lead Soul

on in its dance.

I long to bask

in the sunshine one more day.

I long to bask

in the moonlight’s glow.

Oh tell me please,

I can do this once,

Before the summer goes.

Lay me, now,

 down in the mosses.

Let me heal

till morning light.

A giant fallen tree covered in mosses found in...
A giant fallen tree covered in mosses found in the Hoh Rain Forest (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Shelter of your love

Forest solitude
Image by Simon Varwell via Flickr

Beech Tree in Epping Forest (1)Moss On A Tree In A Forest

Forest Trail
Image by BlueRidgeKitties via Flickr

Storms and trials cannot persuade me

to leave the shelter of your  love.

I am loved,comforted,  honoured,  protected

while storms rage up above.

I am safe in the shelter of your love. 

Although the learnings, and the yearnings

can have me tempest tossed…

I am guided and protected in the shelter of your love.