Nurturing Poems - Poems about Nurturing

calling upon her light of the day dark of the night with change of any season relationship of any kind happy or sad crying or laughing lying or sitting whole or broken dwells within me accepts me as I am listens without judgement replenish my depleted soul nourish my imbalance body heal my fragmented heart reboots my scatter mind revitalize my creativeness nurtured me throughout my journey gifted with her beauty growing with her...

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The farmer stands with weathered hands, Tending soils, nurturing the lands. His heart beats with the Earth's own song, Though seasons shift and days grow long. Through drought and storm, he does not break, For in the soil, his dreams awake. A quiet strength, both firm and kind, A bond with nature is intertwined....

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The sparrow cannot help being tireless. The banyan cannot help being sheltered. The moon cannot help being constant. And I cannot help being Amma. Even in my sleep, I dream of your healing. Even in my sadness, I love my purpose. I swim in the rivers of my devotion. I climb through the mountains of my fatigue. My hands move from cradle to...

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The breeze carries me along My wings are nimble and flowing I get carried far and wide to find the perfect present Will what was there yesterday still be there today? I land on a nurturing flower.. a flower that can bring joy to many I'm working so hard and fill my little legs full of gold. The wind then carries...

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Henry was harried and haggard. down, depressed, despondent and desperate seeking solitude, serenity and silence he found a haven in the wilds of west woods the trees nurtured him back to harmony and health wood nymphs healed his heart, heartily heartening him he decided to build a life here among the evergreens, elms, maples and oaks trees understood him better than any human...

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In the Garden of Human Potential, Seeds of strength lie dormant, waiting. Core reflection, a gentle rain, Nurtures growth, authenticity creating. Theory and practice, hand in hand, Dance through corridors of learning. Experience blooms, a vibrant flower, As personal and professional, intertwining. Teachers, once seedlings, now tall trees, Their branches reach, inspiring awe. Natural, authentic, role models true, Excitement for knowledge, they draw. In primary halls and...

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revitalizing canary color nurturing daily positivity refreshing, happy uplifting us garden friendly showering me vitamin D yellowish lemon-like joyful eager sun...

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Creation . . . so fundamental, As genetic building blocks Are bound and tied. Dancing along a new foundation, Where strength is gained When power's applied. Throughout growth, A framework can be seen, ...

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She kisses away the weariness, Burdens – inklings of the mystery Birthed by her dream, hope Remembered in the evening when The calf nuzzled – her nourishing, nurturing Gentle as the soft, dark eyes – bleeding Tenderness The new calf stands, wobbly Trembling – taking each tiny step With quivering legs, long and sturdy, Urging him to begin to live, to risk Falling She licks him over...

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Poetic Ode to Mother In the realm of love, she reigns supreme, A guiding light, a nurturing dream. With tender touch and caring embrace, She weaves a tapestry of love and grace. Her voice, a melody that soothes the soul, A lullaby that makes the heart feel whole. Through every triumph and each despair, She's the anchor, always present, always there. In her eyes,...

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Several soft spoken strokes grazing against the cool contented crest winsomely woven with withering white. Nurturing a newborn ambition for light. That boldly begins burning out it’s passionate pale plume of a plea . Which is always seen reaching out towards an reluctant royal reverie . Whom is too afraid to walk amongst reality ....

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Why is misery said to love company while depression demands solitude? And is it always true that nature abhors a vacuum or sometimes true nurture adores expansion? Misery, depression, anxiety, negatively respond to trauma. Negatives do not look for like company but can positively appreciate co-passionate listeners, lit up not not glisteners, dark solitude giving sway power light to more festive solidarity of deep and wide pre/re-listeners. Negative energy, entropy transforming toward positive integrity, synergy Perhaps reparations restorations regenerations reassure these...

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Trickling down the unblemished glass Window, squeaky clean and clear, …comfortingly still Quiet as the gentle healing From the splatter of raindrops who whisper In soft dripping, soothing, tempting The soul to breathe, to kneel Praying easily to the One who is… Creator, Spirit, Strength Streaming down the heart, the soul Liquid light, promise of hope, Renewing the world, refreshing With a moist smile, fading the hues Caressing...

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Nature is the very life-giving globe, She's galaxy, cosmos and universe; Kith and kin, like moon and stars, in her throb; Each creature, like true mother, she does nurse; Hills, vales, seas and oceans in her immerse...! She's peerless and paramount in patience, Dig her; kick her; clip her; crop her; she's calm; With bits of cooling clouds dwells her presence, To rains...

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the moon inspires love in the dark its gentle glow nurtures like mother banishing all fear away with a spell of sheer beauty. Is The Moon Male or Female or Both Poetry Contest Sponsored Chantelle Anne Cooke...

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