My Second Mother - Nature

She ignited the string of words,
The intensity and passion in my heart 
Her tender whispers calls me out; 
The wonderful serendipity of meeting her 
Everywhere I vanish, 
She lets me fade in her elusive trance,
The swaying of trees,
The humming of birds,
The chirping of crickets,
The swishing of leaves 
It’s a clubhouse better than us 
The ground looks like an evening gown
Of flowers and leaves, vibrantly hued 
She makes me swing in her lap 
Every time I experience her ocean of calmness, 
I soak myself in the spring of madness 
And slowly she caress my soul
And resurrects me to a different paradise 
My poetry is frozen without her, 
My Mother Nature
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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