Mother’s Garden …
In the Mother’s garden every newly planted seed
Has potential to become all it can be,
Some can reach amazing heights of majesty,
Many offer root stability to those higher
Or protection to the smallest,
Others remain quietly demure, yet supportive
To the whole for reassurance all will be
In balance, beauty, and harmony.
The arrival of spring brings renewal,
Awakens the flora in nature’s keep,
From deep sleep a little bulb pushes up
A lovely flower of ephemeral beauty,
Lasting only long enough
To draw attention of what is to come,
Nature prepares for an abundance of
Growth, to remind us life goes on.
Seasons of the Mother’s garden
Give us beauty and joy year round,
When we open our eyes and hearts
To each cycle we find uniqueness,
Like paintings in a book of art,
There is texture, form, shape, line, space,
And color, all there for our pleasure,
Painted by the Master of Creation.
When we open our hearts to nature,
We become part of the connectedness
Of all that is, on the life-giving forces
And nurturing aspects of nature,
The oldest form of spirituality on Earth,
Which is a deeper awareness of all life,
To enable us in finding deeper truths of life,
And to find, embrace our own truths.
All truth can be found in Nature and it is there for us to contemplate upon. In a world of struggle with greed, wars, selfishness and misguided egos, it is time for a renewal of the Spirit.
You inspire others more than you realize. There is something much deeper in your spirit which you have yet to find. Tomorrow is longing for you – follow your own footsteps.
© 2018 Phyllis Doyle Burns