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Sinless Spring

It is dull and barren

A Melancholy, listless day

Nature had sent the sinless spring

Into momentary silence, as if to shame

There are millions of nature’s mysteries

That I do not understand nor lay claim

The harsh now billowing west wind’s eyes

Engulf white-tipped frothy waves and collide

The midnight storm showers and lightning did mate

The fresh rain melts lavender petals in my wake

I was entranced by its walls of gloom, dark and dim

Manhood beats gallantly finally ridden of their sin

Childhood eternal biding silently

The lovely lulling sea almost swept me away

If not for the hypnotizing dance of the sea

It slapped a salty soul-mist across my cheeks

My kindred spring soulfully awoke from slumber

To dancing clouds of joy that sliced the thunder

The sweet art of marmalade skies

Smiled back at me with June eyes

Copyright, Heather Mirassou 6/26/2010

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Nature’s Hope – Heather Mirassou

Blue haze surrounds

She looks ready to birth

She is only

Half-Crescent tonight

I can see her

Slow

Methodical movements

As she readies her bed

She is alone

Her mate will be home soon

She will wait patiently

Until they are one

Before she gives birth

To her swollen

Ghost white belly

You will see her too

When she is full, bright

Glowing, shining

We will all be in awe

At the exact moment

Her baby arrives

It is the unknown

We never tire of

Instead we

Look forward

What is to be?

As a Bronte sister once said;

“Hope’s spell glorifies”

Like the young

To this aging eye

Nature & Earth

Full of billions, trillions

Of mysteries

The fearful

The fair

The young

The old

She soothes us

Lull’s us

hypnotize us

Brings us

Qualities

To conquer

Our fears

She is sister to me

Sister to faith

Nature is her mother

Her father the Universe

When I look upon the

Ocean and Sky

So vast and mysterious

She holds my hand

Makes me strong

Makes the moon ready

To bare

If I am not feeling

Comfort

Or I am afraid

She becomes my guide

When my fate is

Uncertain

I have lost

My way

Hope Sustains

No matter my path

My weakness

Becomes strong

As I wait

For spring

I elate.

Copyright, Heather Mirassou  6/23/2010

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God’s Beauty Unfolds…


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