Windspinner Meditation Poetry
I wrote this meditative poetry looking out the window one morning watching the trees sway in a gentle breeze and a windspinner spinning gently and softly in the wind - meditation is not all ooms and ohms … not for me anyway - it is full of thinking, enjoying nature and finding joy in the simple pleasures of life and our world like pinwheel spinners (windspinners) merrily brightening the garden view.
Morning Meditative Copyright © 2001 Barbara Burns:
Mistress Moon is sleeping the day away
Mistress Dawn has had her say for the day
Mistress Afternoon stoking the Texas oven
Mistress Eventide be primping for sunset lovin’
Well Met Mistress Morning!
The sun spewing forth golden light
the breeze gentle with nary a cloud in sight
and tree tops towering over the back fence
a reminder of long lasting permanence
wounding current civilization cement policies.
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