Gently Outside My Door

Posted by Mary D'Alba on Wednesday, April 28, 2010 Under: Poetry
I feel her soft touch,
in the leaves, in the grass,
in the breeze, in the soft rain,
in the sunlight on my skin,
or the moonbeams washing over me.
She speaks to me in silence,
breathing her life into my life
with the wind that sails
across the land with whispers
of my connection to her,
to all of nature, to all other beings,
to the wide open Universe.
I feel her gentle reassurance
in the world and believe that life
is taking the path it needs to take.
I just need to give her all
that I am - good and bad,
worries and triumphs,
I ask her to ground me,
to take all of it to her core,
to make it all better,
to help me find my way,
to touch my ancestry
and all of the basic needs
that I have and see
that she is there for me,
whenever I need her.
I just to walk out the door
and see her in light and darkness.
Mother Nature,
beautiful Mother Earth,
holding me gently
as I reconnect with her,
once again.

~Copyright 2010, Spiritualitygirl~

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