We’re part of nature, but all too often, we forget about it, completely detach ourselves from it and then wonder why life is so stressful. Let’s go back to where we belong, even for a short while, even for just a brief recharge.
Without strife I’ll feel the rain;
With ease the breeze will come to me;
I’ll hear birds without strain –
The nature’s gift is rich, but free!
I’ll walk the path across the meadow
And lose my qualms along the way.
I’ll breathe my sighs and let them echo,
And let my worries go astray.
Among the pebbles in the river,
I’ll rest my tired, sleepy gaze.
The purl of water will deliver
My thoughts from stress of busy days.
I’ll stay till dusk, and when the crescent
Emits a pale pearly blue,
I will come back a convalescent
And come alive, refreshed and new.
(The photo above was taken in the Acadia National Park in Maine, USA. The place is full of trails to hike and explore)
What do you say? Do you feel refreshed by the great outdoors, or are you an incorrigible city dweller? Don’t hesitate to drop a comment!
Here’s a poem about the magical world of dreams, the land to which we drift into in our sleep:
When evenings expire and sink in the dark,
Your thoughts will depart to another existence.
They’ll seep through the pillow and slowly embark
For islands beyond apprehensible distance.
The islands of treasure are calling for you.
They beckon with fluttering yarrow crowns,
And faraway hills of the indigo hue,
And spirited grasses of yellows and browns.
What treasure, you ask, is contained within?
The type that is only of matter to you:
Your hopes, iridescent and paper-thin,
And shimmering wishes reflected in dew.
You’ll wander about and linger in awe,
Admire the land as you cut across,
And right by the dawn, just before you withdraw,
You’ll shelter your memories under the moss.
(The scenic photo above was taken in Eastern Kazakhstan, the land of steppes and blue mountains. The photo of lush moss was taken in Acadia National Park, Maine, USA)
What about your dreamy state of mind? Does it leave you enchanted, intrigued, saddened (hopefully, not), recharged, lost? Either way, I’m sure it’s special. Please share your comments!
Have you ever felt how love saturates your whole being and creates the sensation of infinite fullness within you and all around? It is a perfect marvel!
Stretching out my arms, I still can’t embrace
The measure of love both in time and in space.
Beyond the horizon, as far as I see,
Expanding forever, it follows to be.
True love is unending. It is borderless.
It’s hard to imagine, I ought to confess!
For how could it be the way it has been?
Infinity is what I’m holding within!
(The photo above was taken atop Mount Pilatus, a massif overlooking the city of Lucerne in Switzerland. Yes, love extends even beyond the farthest horizons seen from the highest peaks.)
I wonder what kind of sensations people experience when they are in love. Do you feel something particular only to you? Please, do tell in your comments!