Retired counselor, 341 short stories published by FSU. I have 4 sons, love sharing photography, writing, love travel, sunshine, sea & Grace.

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The lone, sensitive child becomes a wandering adult

Who feels and sees that which others pass by

At home in nature

They revel in the bliss of roaming amidst

nature's display

To maybe read the sky...

in a glass top pond,

and hear the flicker

of dragonfly wings

And watch the wind create an ocean wave of corn

To lie in summer high grass and smell green earth and sky

and watch a butterfly land nearby

At one with the breeze, entranced, lifted up, given wings

Over there see the nest,

curtained off in the hedge

and the patient Mother Thrush; so hushed

Then hear the scurry, through fallen leaves,

as the chasing squirrels cascade...

the gold and red and yellow displayed

to revel in diamond bright reflections

from a singing stream

to catch the light on dragonfly wings

to rise early in the rosy dawn

and hear the clear alarm call

of bird morning songs

All senses alert, all tensions gone

This is my home,

This is where I belong.

© 2021 Helen Lewis

Comments

Helen Lewis (author) from Florida on January 25, 2021:

Thank you Chitrangada!

Helen Lewis (author) from Florida on January 25, 2021:

Thank you Brenda!

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on January 24, 2021:

Beautifully expressed poem with wonderful photos.

I enjoyed every bit of it. Thank you for sharing.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on January 24, 2021:

Quite a beautiful poem.

The pics are pretty too.

Helen Lewis (author) from Florida on January 24, 2021:

Thank you Peggy!

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on January 24, 2021:

As a fellow nature lover, I truly enjoyed reading your nature poem and also seeing your beautiful photos.