Solace- this is where it bides
even in the winter gloom
there is a quiet dignity here.
Nothing troubles my mind.
My heart beats softly
within my breast
cares dissipate like breath
on the frosty morning air.
I walk catlike, tail high,
lightly treading between rows
of scarlet dogwood.
Awareness stirs, signs of new growth
the continuation of life
an everlasting promise-
A shaft of sunlight
sparkles through pigeon grey skies
drawing my momentarily rose tinted gaze
to a clump of precocious shoots,
Snowdrops- their pearl heads still hidden within.
Waiting in the wings
for their turn to perform to a winter weary world.
I am happy and in harmony
with nature,
for the moment
shadows in my life retreat.
I am at peace in the garden
still lightly wrapped in dreaming
where, here and there she kicks
back the blanket of slumber
to reveal the tender buds of life.
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VMM2008
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | October 16, 2008 - 10:08
One of your best, dear Val. I absolutely loved this, not only for the way it was penned and your wonderful imagery, but because it captured just the way I feel when I am out in my garden, summer or winter in fact.
"...I am at peace in the garden
still lightly wrapped in dreaming
where, here and there she kicks
back the blanket of slumber ..."
Beautiful lines.
Tina xx
Bradene | October 16, 2008 - 14:47
Thanks Tina, My Garden at the moment is a lovely blaze of colours all burnished and the berries are profuse this year. Even one or two of the flowers have had another burst of energy for some peculiar reason, hope we are not going to suffer for it later. Love Val x