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The Majesty

Happy birthday wishes to Susan Lawrence today (29 Jan) - may your day be as beautiful and uplifting as your poetry and art.


Above a plain a mountain rises
 on it grows a forest green -
within that wood there stands a pine
 a talisman of growth unseen

Upon its branch there grows a cone
 inside that pinecone dwells a seed -
within its womb a prophecy
 of birth and life: a family tree

Through glorious forest sails a wind,
 an avatar of cleansing breath-
dispersing smoke, transporting rain
 to nourish life and stave off death

On restless wind there soars a lark,
 within its breast there dwells a song -
a tune set free from gravity
 a song of flight and liberty

Above the wind ascends the sun,
 its trek through space of lavish worth
delivering on thermal wave
 a warmth that warrants life on earth

Warmed by the sun's rays lies a shore
 with breakers polishing a shell -
when held up to attentive ear
 sounds like the sea - it calls to home

And from the mountain's summit soars
 an eagle, keen with sharpened eye -
 sees all creation in its lays:
 so magical yet ordinary 
 infinite yet temporary 
 the majesty of growth and birth
 of harmony throughout the earth:
 of nourishment and unity,
 of life and death and liberty,
 of home and warmth and family.

That eagle is the artist
 with a poet's far-reaching vision
And she carries on her wings a message
 to heal mankind of all division

Copyright © John Watt

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