Resting Place
By skinner_jennifer
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Like owl soaring into the wind where
clouds or shadows are unpretentious,
there's satisfaction derived from being
wise for those natural simple pleasures;
like the magic of ballgowns on those apple
blossom trees...or sweet grass springing
from soft soil where sheep nestle by brook,
with freedom to reverie in pure tranquility;
and frolicsome new spring lambs play free.
If I could daydream in that drowsy pasture,
hear lilting – gurgling sound from flowing
stream, or distant warbling from some far
off tree meandering through the air faintly;
this would be a therapeutic remedy for me,
do not weep now, for the keepers of death
come without grief, just bind my fleshy form
to a willow tree, let my soul lace with each
rippling rise and fall as I take my last breath,
for then I'll have seen reflection of this glorious
sky and earth that is my home and place of birth.
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I do ke the phrase ballgowns
I do ke the phrase ballgowns on those apple blossom trees., especially after delighting in them and trying to photograph them a couple of days ago.
A series of lovely reminescences to meditate on on the relaxing beauty of sight and sound in our experienced countryside. Yes, relaxing in illness or death, though thought of the even better to come offered by grace would be even more strengthening, surely! Rhiannon
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Pick of the Day
This beautiful piece of wisdom and tranquility is our Facebook and Twitter Pick of the Day! Please do share/retweet if you enjoy it too.
Picture: Pixabay Creative Commons
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This excellent poem, deep and
This excellent poem, deep and meaningful, is your best, in my opinion, Jenny, and truly worthy of the golden cherries. Congratulation on the accolade.
Luigi xx
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Truly comforting, soothing. I
Truly comforting, soothing. I would like to be able to read this poem just before passing
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a therapeutic remedy for us
a therapeutic remedy for us all, jenny. words that soothe.
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Hi Jenny
Hi Jenny
Beautiful poem with so much imagery. I loved the apple tree ballgowns especially.
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The connection to all that is
The connection to all that is around us is so evident in the poem and the desire to be part of that so strong. Wonderful poem to read and reread and enjoy the different threads that it pursues and also as a monument to those that we love.
bhi
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One of your best, Jenny. You
One of your best, Jenny. You aren't thinking of giving up this mortal coil, are you? Strong presentiments of passing yet with the beauty of nature giving real hope.
Hilary
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Beautiful Jenny, lovely
Beautiful Jenny, lovely imagery, full of peace. :)
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Just gorgeous, Jenny :)
Just gorgeous, Jenny :)
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