a long, deep draught of silence
i rest in the arms of nature
and listen to robin’s song, dove’s longing.
i taste the joy of spring’s first bud,
or touch the loneliness of summer’s last bloom.
i recline ‘neath the limbs of our maple,
inhale the first breath of dawn
or delight in the touch of ocean’s caress
then lie still in sand’s warm embrace.
alone, i hear whispers of windsong,
sing with rain chanting softly at night
and keep watch with my silent companion—
nature’s presence, offering healing within.
Much of my life, I’ve been blessed to live where nature’s gifts abound–the desert, the ocean, the foothills. When life becomes chaotic, all I need to do is go outside, alone, and listen to the beauty around me and discover the healing that nature offers. Today, a special guest host at dVerse Poetics invites us to join her in revisiting those places that have done the same for us. I couldn’t focus on just one. Please join us with a poem, and spend some time finding peace in nature.
Very touching — I really enjoyed that
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I hear you…and the blissful sounds of nature. I miss those sounds now that I’m in the midst of suburbia.
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Beautiful, Victoria. Thank God for the wonders of nature.
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I grew up in an area with woods, but also near a super-fund site. This poem made me think about how nature returns, the birds and animals once we clean up.
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They also try to come back into areas that have been overdeveloped.
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some, like the coyotes seem to excel
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you are blessed… such and inspiration creation can been… a healing balm… lovely poem Victoria
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Blessed indeed.
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i love how you drink nature to your fill…
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I’m a nature-holic!
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A beautiful poem that speaks to me. I am looking at the sun’s first magic stripe across the top of the corn, soothing after a tossing and turning night.
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Beautiful vision.
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Yes, nature does heal, and in nature we can indeed rest. I feel renewed when I read your poem.
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Thank you, Mary.
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You know sometimes in the silence of nature we can hear the greatest stories and receive the gifts of healing and peace of mind.
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A great place to turn for poetic (and prose) inspiration.
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What a beautifully relaxing and healing poem. Peace, Linda
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Peace to you, too.
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What a sence of peace this gives us.
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Thanks for the visit, Candy.
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Brilliant poem Victoria! I love the peace you created in this poem. Brava!
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Thank you, Delaina.
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I rest in the arms of nature..
Love the opening line.. it offers such a soothing feel to the nerves.. as you describe the joys of nature 🙂 Well penned!
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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Nature is soothing–that’s a good description.
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Like you, I have tended to live very near Nature’s bounty, but of course here in WA state, on the western slopes, one is never more than a short drive to two mountain chains, an inland sea where orca frolic, or the delicious negative ions oceanside.
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We both live in beautiful areas–how lucky we are.
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I don’t think it’s a coincidence that you have lived in places where nature’s gifts abound – you have probably always been drawn to its beauty. You seem to have such a strong connection with nature, find succour and healing, respite and strength in it.
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Even when the area isn’t so blessed, it seems we can always find some place–even if it’s potted plants in a small outdoor space. Among the most beautiful places I’ve lived were Brittany and the Jura. Wow!
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i rest in the arms of nature… what an incredible beginning and the last line….so beautiful and true. an amazing write. This would make Mary O smile as it did me.
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I love the thought of Mary smiling–I dedicated my first poetry book to her. She has been a significant influence in my life and poetry.
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I am so glad go hear this! She is a wonderful poet and you truly do her proud.
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CoLdest Spring
neveRings
deathNfeeling
beauty
Falls
Winter
comes
Summer
Frost..:)
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I really like the slow cadence of your lines here. They flow softly, like the environment you’re describing.
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Thanks, Doc!
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This is gorgeous, Victoria. I love the way that you’ve attributed different emotions to various aspects of nature (a robin’s song, but a dove’s longing, or joy for spring’s first bud but loneliness for summer’s last bloom). It brings nature to LIFE emotionally through your words. Thank you for linking up 🙂
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Thanks, CC. I didn’t consciously realized the emotional component. Ha!
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Wow, then that’s really cool…it just came out of you naturally!!
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There is something to be said of the silence of nature, as it is never truly silent. Ha. Settle in for the night by the fire and it comes alive. I think we just dont hear it all that much in our everyday with all the man made sounds. It makes a beautful music.
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I love crickets here and tree frogs in the desert–find their nighttime mating calls quite calming.
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You are indeed blessed to live where nature’s gifts abound, Victoria ~
Do you know I have never seen/been to a desert? Maybe someday -~So I admire the calm and soothing verses specially:
and keep watch with my silent companion—
nature’s presence, offering healing within.
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If you need to escape Canada’s winter, come on down for a visit. It seems half of Canada does! And they are the best.
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