Revelations of Sight and Soul
Sun reflects off virgin clouds
that scud over autumn-hued mountaintops.
Cool nights, warm days, have painted
the trees with muted shades of red,
yellow, orange, brown—a masterpiece
only possible at a Master’s hand.
Far from city lights, the glories of nature
abound, soothing the heart and soul
of a transient drifter, blocking out doomsday
newscasts of a war-ravaged nation.
Back to nature, the simpler life,
though even this is tainted by life-long
experiences in a world of chaos,
the search for a calm existence where artificial
supplementation gives false courage and hope.
The life, death and resurrection of the seasons
provide a blueprint, a promise ages-old
to those with the vision to read its message.
Jean, at 80, has been writing poems since she was 18. For 25 years she published a popular poetry quarterly of up to 100 pages, with a subscribership of nearly 500. Illness in 1986 ended the magazine. She currently publishes, by email, a 2-page monthly of clean humor. Contact her at jcalkins01@charter.net.
Your poem is like free verse flowing throughout nature in streams of harmony that seems to be greatly missing in our world today. People are far too busy being greedy and selfish and filled with hatred to "read its message".......... how very sad! Sheri
ReplyDeleteBeing out in nature is my greatest inspiration as well. This opened so many visual windows for me. Thank you for sharing it. Pam
ReplyDeleteVery nice, Jean. I especially love the opening verse. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)
beautiful write indeed, Jean - awesome last stanza
ReplyDeleteDear Jean,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your and its message today. Nature is a great way to get back on track in this chaotic world we live in. I do believe if all spent more time appreciating the simple things in life the more fulfilling our lives would be. Thank you for sharing this insightful poem with us all.
Sandra