Think Earth Air & Water

I won't claim this is going to be a scientific presentation on taking care of our Earth or a diatribe against its abuse. There are many of those in circulation. I recommend seriously reading and heeding them.

This, though, is more personal. It's about caressing, valuing and loving our planet, our own habitat - personally, individually, and right now. I recommend letting it touch your deepest feelings for what it means to you and how you purpose to treat it.

This is no lecture or sermon, just a wish to remind and stir us all to THINK of the everyday riches of our planet which can so easily be taken for granted -- till they are in short supply -- or gone. Picture scenarios - times that have mattered to you, - as you think with me about these things.

Breathless hush

Of Morning's dawn

Brings day upon

The Earth;

On all that lives

And breathes the air.

Sustained

Regained

Again.

And where

We greet it every time-

We meet and use it freely now,

Drink it up voraciously.

But how -

If ever, carelessly?

Let's think

Before the brink

Arrives to dim the view,

Obscure the rainbow's hue

And cause it all to cease.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Feeling

Sunlit morning’s frost

Encasing fragment twigs

In little jeweled boxes

Tracing geometric patterns

'Round rooftop shadows

Cast upon the barren ground.

Frozen driveway puddles

Make surreal conchoidal artistry,

Leafless limbs weave

Icy crystal laces.

And then the morning sun once more

Dissolves the magic of the morning frost,

Slipping through my fingers.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Feel the now

Upon your cheek,

Upon your brow.

Listen to it effortlessly,

Touch, taste and smell

The real of it,

Enter into it and be it.

So you'll never

Need to steal it.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Do we seek water

On the mountain top,

Perspective

'Neath the sea,

Ignoring that which IS

In quest of what is not,

Futilely?

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Wonderment ~

Like pearls on strings

Dewdrops on a spiderweb

Around my head

Accompany me.

I seek and find

The things of life,

The life of things,

Which brings

Its answers, tentatively;

Peace, serene.

My heart swings

Into greater heights

With them,

Being more aware

Of all it means.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

I gathered them

Between my hands,

Tenderly,

In awe,

Sensing their inner seeds

And sweetness,

Caressing their outer skin,

Inhaling their heady perfume,

Transformed by their

Mystic power.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Water-colored sunset

Inked in with branches

Silhouetted on the pink and gold.

Morning glory

Fades in memory.

How brief

The sweet illusions

Yet how eternal.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay