It was now early morning
I looked across the valley
A mist was rising, drifting
Through the shadowy treetops
Sun's brilliant morning light
Revealing hidden treasures
Now before my watchful eyes
While her warmth enlivens all
The secret world before me
Silver sparkling water falls
Into the abyss below
Birds sing their holy carols
To the new born break of day
Tidings of great joy for all
My flesh quivers with delight
Wild nature tames even me
Strolling over that hill's pass
My happy face glows with tears
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Birds singing holy carols - this abyss sounds like heaven - but i think you could lighten the darkest cave with love and hope and joy Old Egg...
ReplyDeleteWild nature tames even me
ReplyDeleteStrolling over that hill's pass
My happy face glows with tears
How nature can have an immediate effect with its serene landscape. Happiness brings tears of joy to overcome yearnings of loved ones. Great lines old egg!
Hank
I hear that you are from the southern hemisphere.. thanks for bringing bliss of spring to our darkness... a great walk in the nature's bliss.
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely breathtaking.....! :D :D
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I loved the line about birds singing holy carols.
ReplyDeleteWhat a heartfelt poem of enjoyment of nature! We really need to take time to appreciate its 'wildness' and wonders.
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This is a hymn of nature's power and beauty Robin...exquisite!
ReplyDeletevery humbling these forces of nature - hence love your lines 'Wild nature tames even me"
ReplyDelete"Wild nature tames even me" ... love this line. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteYes, I felt that joy as I was reading.........Mother Earth is so beautiful. I LOVE this poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you for that walk..I would like to hear the birds caroling.
ReplyDeleteThanks for taking us walking with you! A beautiful hike.
ReplyDeletePS You thought I was a townie in Melb. I have explained in detail back at my post how incorrect that is! Also, I had imagined you somewhere in rural Qld, but just looked at your profile to discover you are in SA. (Grin.)
DeleteSo easy to make assumptions about Australians isn't it? That is because the vast majority do live in the major cities. I stand corrected.
DeleteNature affects us in so many meaningful ways. Thanks for your words and the photo is glorious,
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Ah, these last line....we need more often to connect with nature, like 'Wild nature tames even me' ~ the poem/photo reminded me one old trip...nice
ReplyDeleteSensual, exquisite birth of morning--and the narrator. How marvelous!
ReplyDeleteLuv your metaphor for the season of Advent. We wait in hope and joy
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping in at my Sunday Lime today
Much love...
How lovely this was in the midst of our late cold autumn - we wait for the season of light.
ReplyDeleteI shall never again hear birds singing at dawn without saying amen!
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I think you speak of tears of amazment. The first 'seeing' of the morning...perhaps even something we have seen many times before....to 'see' again fresh, as if for the first time!
ReplyDeleteBird song is minimal here; too cold, too windy, too wintery. Looking forward to spring, but your poem will do nicely until then.
ReplyDeletePerfect words for a beautifully perfect place.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful verse .. what a fantastic place to be.
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