The golden leaves fall,
fearing not the decay of
a coming winter.
Death is essential
to the renewal of life –
All will spring again.
If each in nature
can feel this simple rhythm,
so can humans too.
Why do we resist?
Our fears overshadow the
truth of our being.
But the fall leaves know,
they show us that we too will
green the tree anew.
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Nature has the power to awaken us. A memorable occasion for me was a midnight visit to an ocean beach when a big storm was imminent. The beach was brilliant under a magnificent full moon. Light clouds darted in the strong breeze, while frothing waves crashed wildly on the shore.
The beauty and power of the scene were intoxicating, and my soul was unleashed in a way I had not quite experienced before. As I walked on that beach, I felt the electric pulse of nature and the inherent freedom of my soul, what it means to be simply a human being on the Earth.
The untamed places never fail to have this same effect. They speak to my soul and I have come to understand this:
Our essence is freedom, and we must never let that go.
“Wildness is the preservation of the world.” (Henry David Thoreau)
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Friends send word
that it’s a stellar
autumn back home,
punctuated with pics
of unimaginable
flushes of perfect
color, ringing against
deep blue skies,
nudging my heart
to impossible
yearnings…
For long luxurious
walks scented
by Nature’s turning,
the poignant musk of
her full fruition,
apricot and crimson
ablaze with sunlight,
her dazzling glow
embracing me,
bending my mood
and contemplation.
Whoever could feel
tired or defeated
on such days?
I felt naught
but goodness and
rightness on these
halcyon treks,
Nature teaching me
the natural way
of everything –
It is not death,
but a tender
“see you later”,
only to rise up
again, transformed
in sweet green,
bidding me “hello”,
begging me to
walk and talk
of possibilities,
plans, the rebirth
of everything,
including me.
But just for awhile,
how my heart longs
to stroll once again
‘neath that crimson.
Crimson Reverie © Susan L Hart
Sweet silver vision,
dark mirror prince kisses you,
wooing the Goddess.
What else evokes romance that is quite like moonlight? I speak not simply of love or lust, but also the quicksilver beauty of everything the Goddess touches.
She works her spell, reviving the mystery and magic of life. Just as the Sun nourishes and energizes, the Moon soothes and sparks our dreams.
No wonder the lake prince adores her. Which does make me wonder, does she love him in return, or just herself in his mirror?
“A lake is a landscape’s most beautiful and expressive feature. It is Earth’s eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature.” (Henry David Thoreau)
Moonstruck © Susan L Hart | From Our Beautiful Earth
Can you imagine living in Tokyo? When I think of Japan, I long to see the cherry blossoms in spring… “Patient, nature waits.”
Escape
Beyond the babel,
my bliss, beauty, sacredness,
soul cradled in calm.
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haiku “City” and “Escape” are from Hart Haiku Vol. 1, Susan L Hart
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