Levels.
I have woken in many a dawn
and with first light I have flown from my window
of "Self" to become another,
robin or fawn or fox trotting home.
Oh and sometimes my skin has felt like the rose
turning silk from bud to petal
then in adopting striped coat of a bee nosing for
pollen have for a moment
felt busy with buzzing and been sodden in gold.
My delight in oneness with else
means passion for asking and awed as world laps
over world at the drop of a hat
I discover dimensions of unknown intelligence.
Once or twice I have even achieved levels of part
transformation the kind that
needs alchemic change for broaching the unclear
as otherness takes me into vast
mind-fields of those with sagely contented hearts.
Miniature or gigantic, nature's ease
with itself reveals gems of wonder as which I gasp.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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A fine write again Fay.
here in the most wonderful world of words, there are no level playing fields..
these words, tho of this world are but of a different plain....... an ethereal journey and surrounded by nature in all its guises.. what more could a guy wish for...... Neville
Good on yer pal to mention the phases of communing with nature - - where in the world would we be without fancy for difference - - - curious poets like me get down to all levels with eyes open wide for useful words - - so am glad if just one guy gets the drift and is satisfied.........thank you muchly my kind Sir....... x
my very sincere pleasure & true...... my dear lady......... x
Gasp! That I did at the end of this, what thoughtful writing. Eyes wide open now, thank you very much!
My pleasure dear Dan - - so pleased you - like me - were left gasping.
Reading your joy of being able to detach from your physical and morph into the mindset of a homeward fox, or another living being, is a joy itself.
Yes joy is really is and thanks for your encouraging comment D,A, - so pleased that you found the way into beyondness a bit clearer from this little write.
I'm not so sure that i actually found the way Fay, but i sure enough thought about it after reading your fine piece today.
'When one tugs at a single thing in Nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world" - John Muir
Your poem seems to echo that sentimental truth. Yes we can be awed by its beauty, or spurred to empathize with its creatures, and it can excite or imaginations. As someone once said, "Curiosity is Nature's school of learning", to the poet, it is a treasure trove of inspiration. Loved your poem. - Phil A.
So glad the read brought out the quotes and your thoughts about nature Phil - - there is much we can learn from simpler life.
Another special write Fay
You will agree Mike that Nature and simpler life has so much to teach - thanks a lot for you visit and read.
Good evening FAY ! Love the quote "To be at one with Nature : Is to be at one with Yourself !" V 1. Indicates that you appreciate Nature : and are at one with Nature : You are Nature ! V 2. Nature becomes You ! V 3. You admit this oneness is a transient state : but that it is still to be relished : AMEN.
Blessings & Spiritual love
Angela & Brian 🧡🧡🧡🧡
May those gems of wonder be always with you Fay.
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