Impressions

 

 

To walk on a mountain

Is poetry, not straitened by

Man’s vanity

 

To feel the fresh breeze

Blow is heaven, not frozen by

Terror’s chains

 

To taste the raindrops

Cleansing the tongue is lush

A lover’s embrace

 

To see wild grandeur

Stunning the mind in wonder

Nature’s film flows

 

To laugh with the sun

Raised on hope’s vast balloon

While earth’s songs trill

 

To dance on this land

Becalmed by beauty

Your love, my spur.

 

 

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8 Comments

Filed under Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Thoughts, Travel

8 responses to “Impressions

  1. Thank you, that is most kind.

  2. dulzimordash

    Reblogged this on Spontaneous Creativity.

  3. Ted

    Hope’s vast balloon – i am going to fly on that all weekend! Great work Alexis, you’ve brought me right home…

  4. Vee

    Beautiful words, coming together like a well loved tapestry.

  5. Thank you so much for your lovely words.

  6. Pingback: Body 4: Disembodied Nature | Reason & Existenz

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