Your Song.
From poplar leaves aptly weeping
amber on evening
to the silver of rustling ripe wheat
You remember the key.
From life in new buds and wind's
fuelled influence
to dawn's entry in cleansed mien
You remember the secret.
From dew's cleansing sheen on wet
lawns to whitest
of feathers on swans' regal necks
You remember the text.
From salmon's last determined leap
as matured breeder
to a queen bee in egg resplendence
You remember the spell.
From seasons' composed abundance
of seed-reproduction
to organized planet maintenance
You ring the changes.
Your song, Oh Alchemist, draws all
together to form
its own echo in the chorus of nature
and You merit praise.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Your Alchemy has worked once more Fay and turned your words into Gold.
A fine write again Fay.
Particularly enjoyed the construction in this fine work Fay.
Nicely done 🙂
THANKS FOR SHARING FAY ~ Love the picture of ME just breathing in NATURE : ANGELA (past 11 pm Tuesday !) Im catching up on yesterdays poem which i found very apposite ! Love the last line of each verse in your nstalgic ode ! REMEMBER The Key : The Secret : The Text : The Spell RING The Changes and Do I really merit praise ? I hav experienced much in the last 30 Years (as an ALCHEMIST !) and it makes me what I am TODAY ! An Independent Young Woman : IN LOVE ! In New Zealand they live closer to Nature & closer to GOD : especially the MAORI and each Season here I am remembering the PAST and also rediscovering myslf and my potential. Being a Physio I am interacting with the KIWIS & MAORIS : HANDS ON : a great priviledge !
Thanks for caring and sharing
LOVE in the SPIRIT : ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡
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