*
If we become
disconnected and
separated from nature
then we step out of alignment
and we start to entangle ourselves
in the wrappers of the man made world.
We start to believe that that's all there is
the cities, concrete, cars, and the 'things'
(there are always SO many 'things')
and all of the unimportant things
wrap around us...like vines
creeping and covering us
until we can not breathe
until our connection
has been cut.
So we wander alone
through those city streets
and turn on a television to see
what todays weather is going to be
and we forget to look at the sky
and walk on the green grass
springy under our feet.
We begin to believe
that the world
is cold, hard
artificial.
but
if we step out
into the wild places,
the forests, the fields,
the mountains, the oceans,
places beating with the pulse,
the heartbeat of life itself, and
we attune again to natures voice
begin to dance those rhythms
then all of the life force
laying subdued
within us...
will come
alive
*
"As you sit on the hillside, or lie prone under the trees of the forest,
or sprawl wet-legged by a mountain stream, the great door,
that does not look like a door, opens." - Stephen Graham
- Susannah Bec 2010
If we become
disconnected and
separated from nature
then we step out of alignment
and we start to entangle ourselves
in the wrappers of the man made world.
We start to believe that that's all there is
the cities, concrete, cars, and the 'things'
(there are always SO many 'things')
and all of the unimportant things
wrap around us...like vines
creeping and covering us
until we can not breathe
until our connection
has been cut.
So we wander alone
through those city streets
and turn on a television to see
what todays weather is going to be
and we forget to look at the sky
and walk on the green grass
springy under our feet.
We begin to believe
that the world
is cold, hard
artificial.
but
if we step out
into the wild places,
the forests, the fields,
the mountains, the oceans,
places beating with the pulse,
the heartbeat of life itself, and
we attune again to natures voice
begin to dance those rhythms
then all of the life force
laying subdued
within us...
will come
alive
*
"As you sit on the hillside, or lie prone under the trees of the forest,
or sprawl wet-legged by a mountain stream, the great door,
that does not look like a door, opens." - Stephen Graham
- Susannah Bec 2010
10 comments:
Just found you on Poets United.
I enjoyed your poem! Yes, it is so true how involved in the unimportant things we get sometimes that we don't enjoy the nature in our 'backyard.'
so true...
may i point you to another of my blogs? where i shared similar feelings?
http://rks-ruminations.blogspot.com/2010/08/death-of-public-space.html
Hi Mary, thanks for the comment and it is good to see you here. :-)
Maya, thanks very much for the link, I really enjoyed and identified with your post. It seems we are on the same wavelength...again! ;-)
Good to see you.
Susannah, I love this so much! The message, of course - especially the last verse - the shape, it looks so good on the page. Especially admire "the unimportant things wrap around us like vines" and "places beating with the pulse the heartbeat of life itself" and the perfect ending. I love the quote that follows very much, too. Beautiful poem, lovely to read and reflect upon.
Sherry, thank you very much I always appreciate your comments.
Good to see you. :-)
Susannah there is so much truth in these beautiful words...i have so enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry. :-)
Thanks so much Carrie.
Good to see you. :-)
Definitely true.That's the reason why I can never give up on my walking no matter how hot or cold the day is.It helps me connect with nature and feel that there is still warmth in the world.
Love your poem!!
Hi June_butterfly and thanks very much for your comment, good to see you. :-)
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