Every Petal

Breathe in slowly and out yet again having that quiet place of calm as the focus in your mind
Think about each breath until you find yourself centered and feel the peacefulness seep in
The place I feel centered is in the garden listening to the wind and sway of my flowers
Kids and life I get minutes when I could do this for hours
The wind pushing each petal to and fro yet they just flow with it
Bending and swaying, not getting worked up so already over it
That feeling of calm, centered and feeling loved
Found in each other, something a papasan chair could only know
Once we get past the outer noise, feel centered and loved we can make such noise
Each simple breath with a focus and goal
Means today is your moment now off you go.

Springtime

Springtime is a joy

It’s just like a new love blooming between a girl and a boy

Spring has seen the birth of last years pretty flowers

We know we need to dig in the garden for hours and hours

That work is worth it to get a yard that we love

Or a garden to help feed us with forbearance of bug

The warmth encases us, such a warm embrace

The sun kisses us, our legs, shoulders and face

Happiness abounds as we head out of doors

Even though it means cleaning and outside chores

There’s no snow to hinder, it’s gone till next year

The smile and sun on my face as the seasons change gear

I wrap up this poem with one final thought

There is no joy such as this that could ever be bought.

Freedom

Frolicking with friends on rocks by the shore

Such is the life when sleeping and eating is the only chore

People perceive things from their own point of view

Doesn’t matter if they know you still just making a judgment or two.

Just like the birds on the rocks we have the choice to stay

Or we can leave, find a new rock by flying away

Judgement is supposed to be reserved for God

Some religions pervert that too, whose the real fraud?

The reality is we have the choice in what we can believe 

We could let their judgements drown us but whose really being deceived?

Chose not to listen to those mired in the filth of what they learned from society 

Chose the story of truth which you know in your heart as it’s your reality

We can chose to spend time with those that lift us up

That choice is for each of us, those great people are out their, don’t ever give up.