Immersed
In the Scent of a World Moist With Rain
Thoughts
Drift Far and Away and Back Again
Soft
visions, Rain-Kissed, Tender Memories, Warm Lips
Trans-i-ent Moments of Unity’s Bliss
Softly...softly the rain misted to the sodden ground
soaking into the earth as if it had found
its final resting place...
a loose and lawless blast of wind
swept in
briefly billowing across my face...
rich fragrances wafting in muted light
moist earth, wet forest
a hint of jasmine-scented delight...
…. in the higher reaches
native trees swayed in graceful lullaby
as soft rain wept from the sky;
vaporous gauze-like morning rain
in wispiest virgin veil
breathing in the cleansing air
I slowly… softly…. exhale….
silence
echoes silence
rain
whispers through the trees….
a misty
moist world
murmurs
peacefully…
a calmness settles ‘bout me
a feeling of dreamlike quietude
so silent is the moment
the air delicate and smooth….
not
a soul is stirring….just the muffled morn and I
an
unruffled world silenced by
misty
moments mellowed by rain
… in
the ensuing silence I feel
almost
sane….
vaporous gauze-like morning rain
a calmness settles ‘bout me
silence echoes silence
just the muffled morn and me….
the trees stained
a dark shade of wood-grain
the leaves washed dust-free
rustling
in a still damp
breeze
the land looked refreshed again
after the rain...
Mist
on the mountain
A
sky of grey… I wander wet paths on a rain-blessed day
Newly
washed colors in vibrant hues
Forest-glades
a much loved view
Raindrops
that tremble from leaf and flowers
Silence
beckons me into tranquil bowers
Butterflies
hover, with elegant grace
Here
I Embrace… breathing space
rain
splatter splashing on wide green leaves
rebellious
the roar of tumbling seas
the earth wafted, rich and fertile
with the first drops of rain
and slowly, oh so slowly
I began to feel again...
the rain gently misting
hissing
in a soft fine
shroud
like a new
brides
virginal lace
veil...
the morning ambiance
seemed somehow
subdued and
muted .... sounds muffled and frail...
watercolour hues
patchy sky a
denim-washed
blur of blue
I paused beneath
the spreading
branches
of an unknown
tree
taking shelter
from
a sudden shower
sighing with
breathless
reverence
for Mother nature’s
beauty
and her power...
unexpected
pleasure
bursting with
unexpected
treasures...
waterfalls that
gurgled
and tumbled over
stones
winding paths
that meandered
on
past flowerbeds
and wetland
ponds...
once again
I feel the old
urge
my gypsy feet
long to wander
down unknown
byways
and un-trampled
highway’s…
to feel freedom
in the air
anticipating
what’s beyond
the new horizon…
A moment to breathe
a few quiet moments devoid of
chaos and violence
a moment of pure silence...
a moment uncontaminated
in the echo of time
a brief moment rejoicing
in its own sweet
rhyme...
...the rain always affected her
so damn acutely...washed away
her facade of pretense...bringing
to the foreground
of her heart and mind
feelings and thoughts
stored away in the too hard basket...
...and so she would do the only thing
she knew how to do...
she would write....
the
forest looked so vigorous
in
the falling rain
fresh
and new and vibrant
lifting me up until I felt the same...
a rain induced melancholy peacefulness
if
such a feeling exists
filling
me with thoughts
...and
dreams
too
real to resist...
I
pause in the shifting shades of morning
a few birds chatter in eerie echoes
their
call drifting hollowly through the trees
the muffle of yonder traffic
sporadic and muted
snatched up by rain-soaked breeze
branches that hung low
still dripping
with glistening
diamond points of rain...
looking up into the
dappled bower
of light and shade
I spied small flowers
hidden from the outside world
their petals
creamy and unfurled...
I fancied I had
stepped into a secret
fairy land
a magic fairy ring
festooned
with drooping leaves and
a scented breeze
that gently stirred
my unbound hair
and made my spirit sing;
stepped into a secret
fairy land
a magic fairy ring
festooned
with drooping leaves and
a scented breeze
that gently stirred
my unbound hair
and made my spirit sing;
POETRY & IMAGES SHARONLEE GLOODHAND
