Perhaps I just need a place to wander in the dawn like your post of “Date with the Sunrise”…
I am ‘still’ inspired by that post… The stillness of the water is magnificent…
I need nature far more than she needs me. I have a couple of friends who can’t walk but they will drive to the park and find a nice spot and just soak it in.
Thank you so much MichelleMarie… I did truly like your blog and have returned a number of times since my first visit. Beautiful pics and beautiful words… I will linger there often…
Oh wow I had no idea! That is so nice to know! I’m happy you made your presence known! I read the posts tonight while I walked at the gym! I enjoyed them! I hope you have a restful night and your sleep is sweet! 😄
Touring the jungle without my pith helmet…
Lost in the night where shining eyes
Through shadowed branches
Are the only light of forgiveness
From the smother of uncertainty…
Otherwise I’m okay…
Thank you for shining the light my way…
If you don’t see a post in a day or two… bring a search party…
But wear your helmet…
Even this voice…
Filled with pain and uncertainty…
Is a whimper of breathing
I can sit within
Until your strong return
With your understanding
That, I, would climb through
The darkest branches
To save you
Show me your hand.
I have lingered in these words
Imagining the light of shining eyes
Far different from those
Which have peered at me of late
Filling the air surrounding me
With smothering brume…
Yet these eyes of my illusion
Perhaps an apparition
Offering hope
Unforeseen on my horizon…
Far too few have felt the comfort
Of these words…
“I, would climb through
The darkest of branches
To save you…”
As my hand extends across the plains
To reach for you…
In hope that you too,
Shall feel the warmth and comfort
Of knowing that this understanding
Is shared between the two…
(Okay… confession time… after I wrote this…
I did imagine those shining eyes…
Smiling beneath a pith helmet…)
I could respond to you all day, Sir. You make writing poetry, feeling and love far too easy. You know, I bet I look fantastic in a pith helmet. Wink.
Audaciously enlightened looks good on you, my dear. Those words were for you. You’re deserving…
Thinking of you, dear Michael.
Now we both know who ‘audaciously enlightening’ fits the best and it is not me… However… I must agree with you on how the pith helmet would look on you… (no wink)… it would be most interesting on your upside down gravatar…
Hope your Sunday morning is most beautiful Audrey…
I love burnt toast. Why? Because what is one man’s trash is other’s golden goose. You take your life and make it what you want regardless what other people think…
The Vision of Poets 
Time to turn and start anew?
LikeLike
Time to turn for sure… starting anew would take too much time and energy for an old feller…
LikeLiked by 1 person
I try to restart my spirit on a daily basis. It helps keep things on an even keel for me. By the way, I’m an old gal so I do get it.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Perhaps I just need a place to wander in the dawn like your post of “Date with the Sunrise”…
I am ‘still’ inspired by that post… The stillness of the water is magnificent…
LikeLiked by 1 person
I need nature far more than she needs me. I have a couple of friends who can’t walk but they will drive to the park and find a nice spot and just soak it in.
LikeLike
Hi Michael thank you for visiting and liking my blog and posts! I like the post! 😄
LikeLike
Thank you so much MichelleMarie… I did truly like your blog and have returned a number of times since my first visit. Beautiful pics and beautiful words… I will linger there often…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh wow I had no idea! That is so nice to know! I’m happy you made your presence known! I read the posts tonight while I walked at the gym! I enjoyed them! I hope you have a restful night and your sleep is sweet! 😄
LikeLiked by 1 person
Michael, I’m sending you strength. Try again, please. Your voice is missed. I’m worried about you.
LikeLike
Touring the jungle without my pith helmet…
Lost in the night where shining eyes
Through shadowed branches
Are the only light of forgiveness
From the smother of uncertainty…
Otherwise I’m okay…
Thank you for shining the light my way…
If you don’t see a post in a day or two… bring a search party…
But wear your helmet…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Even this voice…
Filled with pain and uncertainty…
Is a whimper of breathing
I can sit within
Until your strong return
With your understanding
That, I, would climb through
The darkest branches
To save you
Show me your hand.
Helmet ready… ♡
LikeLike
I have lingered in these words
Imagining the light of shining eyes
Far different from those
Which have peered at me of late
Filling the air surrounding me
With smothering brume…
Yet these eyes of my illusion
Perhaps an apparition
Offering hope
Unforeseen on my horizon…
Far too few have felt the comfort
Of these words…
“I, would climb through
The darkest of branches
To save you…”
As my hand extends across the plains
To reach for you…
In hope that you too,
Shall feel the warmth and comfort
Of knowing that this understanding
Is shared between the two…
(Okay… confession time… after I wrote this…
I did imagine those shining eyes…
Smiling beneath a pith helmet…)
Audaciously enlightening…
LikeLiked by 1 person
I could respond to you all day, Sir. You make writing poetry, feeling and love far too easy. You know, I bet I look fantastic in a pith helmet. Wink.
Audaciously enlightened looks good on you, my dear. Those words were for you. You’re deserving…
Thinking of you, dear Michael.
LikeLike
Now we both know who ‘audaciously enlightening’ fits the best and it is not me… However… I must agree with you on how the pith helmet would look on you… (no wink)… it would be most interesting on your upside down gravatar…
Hope your Sunday morning is most beautiful Audrey…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Laughing…….great!
LikeLike
I love burnt toast. Why? Because what is one man’s trash is other’s golden goose. You take your life and make it what you want regardless what other people think…
LikeLike