my frazzled soul
lightens
then leans
into the beckoning of birdsong
drawing me in further
all my senses imbibe deeply
the multitude of earthtones
and various shades of green
the rapid flow of moisture
beguiling, mesmerizing
the rush of the river
grounds my senses
replaces tension with ease
and fills every pore of me
with enchantment
i am nourished...
Tag: peace
White Bird
in solitude
the connection is binding
our surroundings enhance, nourish and replenish us
once again
feeling whole and put back together
from a reality drilling us down
into a million tiny pieces
once again
recapturing the pieces of our souls
standing one with nature
the giver of life force
once again
Grateful
Inspired by Sadje’s What do you see #75 & VJ’s Weekly Challenge – Snippets
at dusk
with eyes closed
the heart full
and arms wrapped tight
i say my thanks
for the good snippets of the day
presenting themselves
at the right moments
Burgundy Moon
with lightly treading steps
inhaling deep the richness before me
the breath of the trees
fill my lungs with purity
the tinged mist all around
and the reddish-pinkish orb barely there
brown thin tendrils reach to the sky
as if clamoring to hug it
the magic of this night draws me in
the whispers of the woods fill my head
as if begging for a dance under the burgundy moon
mystery and enchantments guide me further in
Still
the view unmoving
nature in homoestasis
humans are in awe
Reblog – The Sound of Songbirds by Penny Wilson
This piece magically transports me to this beautiful, serene place. Enjoy!
To listen to my heartbeat and feel my lungs fill with air. To have nothing I have to do no place I'm expected to be. I want to listen to the quiet. The noise of this world has grown and I cannot endure much more. I wish to listen as the stars find their path across the sky. I want to watch the morning dew dissipate with the rise of the sun. The sound of songbirds is enough for me. Copyright 2020 Penny Wilson
Ukiyo
pleasure-seeking
detaching from the bothers
find me at the beach
Welcome Home
A meandering walk through the forest
smoothed the rough edges of the day,
one filled to the brim with the tediousness
of digits and maddening phone calls.
In the backdrop of shrills and chirps,
stress rolls down the spine and away,
deep breaths in bringing ever quicker relief
as fresh air and sunshine cling like a loved ones hug.
Nature’s smells and sounds have a way
of embedding in our bodies, releasing
the tension so tightly packed in us.
Every little bit we are begins to reconnect to Mother.
Awash In Sanity
Finding peace in my happy place.
Surrender
with unease and tension
come challenged perspectives
a need to smooth the rough edges
of our thoughts
and soothe inflamed minds
distractions welcomed
turn off technology
shut down the fear
escape from that big square
on the wall
or that little screen
in your hand
find some peace
in the beauty of nature
gain some strength
in the power of majesty
breathe in hope
exhale calm
