Heedless
The river flows and waves crest
in the wind. Wave tips shimmer,
return sunlight in kind,
heedless of my acceptance.
Thankful for the gift of light
on a cloudy day, a tree reaches
skyward without judgment,
offering a gift of its own.
Neither overcast day
nor cloudless sky holds
a promise meant to assuage
the concerns of one such as I.
I shared this poem with Open Link Night #318, June LIVE Edition at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, when I attempted to join the live video chat from a parking lot outside of my doctor’s office. That was a big failure, since my cell signal was almost nonexistent. To make matters even worse, I totally forgot to add it to Mr. Linky. However, the many fine poems that were linked are still available to read there.
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Thank you for sharing, Michael.
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Wonderful! We are part of the nature, and only therein we can calm down, and find rest. xx Michael
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Yes! Thank you.
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Nature does not need our angst. (K)
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Yes, it just is, being.
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Observers, until we alter the recipe.
Thank you.
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Very welcome Ken.
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I feel the connection with nature in your words. We are one.
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Thank you. Yes, sometimes we need to be reminded.
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I welcome nature into my life every day. Beautiful poem, Ken.
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Thank you, Eugenia.
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My pleasure, Ken.
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