The Beckoning Breeze

                      By Susan Abramson http://torontodesigners.com/blog/

The breeze blows softly on a beautiful summer day;
Cool and soothing, it calls us to come and play.

“Don’t stay inside,” it chides as it flows
Freely through the curtains;
Its urgency grows.

You belong with me, out here flying free;

Good things await you, come out and see.

Don’t wait another second,

Don’t wait another breath,
Listen to the call and find Nature’s wealth.

                                                                    MAL 6/30/13

Journal - 8/23/13

I have been working hard on this blog the last couple of days.  I transferred all of my love poetry except the ones for my husband when we were first dating, which I am putting on its own page. I still have to transfer my other poetry also from over the years. I added photos to my Summer 2013 poetry. I like it. I took images from my pictures and the web to illustrate each poem.

Yesterday I mediated again to Oprah and Deepak. It is short but good. I will try to do it again today. Maybe 2 times (morning and evening) since I may not be able to do it tomorrow. I am going to Cedar point with the family.

Blessings and Peace to all.

Trees

The trees majestic as they stand,
Rise up across the land.

Shielding us from golden rays;

Protecting us on summer days.

The air we breathe they help to flow;

Giving us more than we know.

They reach up into the sky,

Where birds soar as they fly.

The birds take rest from traveling;

Their calls cry out, echoing.

The squirrels bounce from branch to branch,

Staking their claim at every chance.

Providing homes for many creatures;
Finding a purpose for every feature.

The wonders of Nature never end,
Especially these treasured friends.

                                               MAL 7/4/13