I know that nature does my heart good, but despite this I often find that days go by without me making time to connect with nature. So this month I’ve made myself a promise … to spend time in nature each week and to record my experiences in words and pictures. I plan to post my musings on this blog, and to learn more about blogging in the process.

Nature doesn’t have to be far away … this poem was inspired by a bed of Nasturtiums just outside our back door …

Nasturtiums

A gaudy tumble of red-orange-yellow
 full-throated nasturtiums
has been demanding my attention
these spring-into-summer weeks.

Today I settle down to listen …

Warm, sociable, optimistic – they reach out,
dive through my gaze,
deep into my belly.

And there they leap like flames,
consuming and transmuting
leftover winter dullness
into full-blown gladness.

A bank of leaves, like verdant satellite dishes,
tracks and collects source energy.

Then, abracadabra! The alchemy of light-working
transmutes the shower of sunlight
into grounded, skyward-turning
expressions of exuberance.

The flowers of the field
are joy made visible.

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