Sunday, March 11, 2018

Pure Breath--By Ruth C. Rehberg--United States

Pure Breath

I wonder how mist
stirs itself, rises and moves?
It is an intake of pure breath
lifted from the drab earth,
like visual evidence
of spirit.

So unhurried,
meditative, in a slow dance
with damp, luminous air.

A creation of stealth
and complete patience.

Beauty, I think,
must be its earthly name;
maybe known as Grace,
up in the heavenlies.*

Shining, dazzling
the eye with clarified pain,
to open them by spirit
power to see—

mist, a ghostly glory.

*( author’s note: 'in the heavenlies'  means 'heavenly places'.)

Ruth C. Rehberg lives with her family in the hills of western Wisconsin, daily reveling in the bounty of beauty around her Garden Valley home. Some of her happiest moments involve walking the roads and woods, scooting on her petunia-pink moped, porch-sitting every minute possible, breathing in the joy of the twilight-golden hour, and reading until her eyes can’t stay open. Gratitude to God for the beauty of the earth is her life’s work.


  1. Thank you, Ruth, for your intriguing poem, well written.

    Best wishes,

  2. Your poem is beautiful Ruth. I too am a nature lover and I can appreciate the way your imagery conveys and exaults its serenity.
    Aloha, Connie

  3. Hello Ruth. I enjoyed your poem. Thank you for sharing it. Continued blessings!


  4. Ruth
    Your words open up my soul to beauty I would otherwise miss.

    Thank you.

  5. Lovely description of natural elements through vivid imagery that conjures up positive emotions!

  6. I enjoyed the way you used words to create this wonderful poem.

  7. Wow Ruth,

    What a joy to have your gift of words to share for our online journal/poetry community. It is good to see that you already have several comments on your insightful poem. Welcome to Whispers!

    I hope that you continue to share your talents with us. Best wishes with all your writing endeavors.


  8. Very good Ruth, refreshing as pure spring air
    Knight Writer