
Peacefulness
A wading heron stands silently in the water Comfortable with its one-leggedness A whisp of crown plumage Wavering in the cool breeze The gentle sight soothing, calming Allowing the mind to close out noise and soak in the peacefulness of the moment Roused from a reverie by the rustling of dried grasses I have stood many a time at the doorway of dreaming as nature strokes my hair with her breath and gently kisses my face with raindrops Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Sanaa, from a Dash of Sunny is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight. She has prompted us with using a line from one her beautiful poems and has asked us to replace one or two of her words with derivatives. I chose he following line from her poem Buck Moon, Part II Seeing Things - “The rustling of leaves; I have stood many a time at the doorway of dreaming.” I switched out leaves for dried grasses. Photo by Craig Cameron on Unsplash
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So awesome view 👌🌷🙏
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Thank you so much ☺️💕
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So welcome 🙏🌷
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Beautifully written Christine
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Thanks dear Sadje ☺️💕🌺
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You’re welcome
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What a peaceful and reflective moment. I love the scene of the wading heron.
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Thank you Grace. It’s easy to be reflective in nature, don’t you think? 💕☺️
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Ooooommmmmmm… Well done, CB
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Thanks Ron ☮️
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Beautiful, Christine.
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Thanks Regina ☺️💕
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Such a perfectly meditative moment, where you were one with everything.
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Thanks so much Lisa. Yes it was! ☺️💕
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You’re very welcome.
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Such a beautiful meditation of a poem, Christine – it calmed me to read it 🙂
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Thank you Ingrid ☺️💕
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Beautiful picture and I loved your poem.
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Thanks so much Di. I’m happy you liked it ☺️❤️🌺
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So gentle and serene a picture your words paint, dear Christine. 😊❤️
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It is how Nature makes me feel Punam ☺️🌺 Thank you so much ❤️
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My pleasure dear 😘
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A lovely interpretation of Sanaa’s line and perfect for the approaching Autumn in Northern Hemisphere.
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Thank you Helen. I’m happy you liked it ☺️💕
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I love the thought of how nature can heal…
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It certainly does Bjorn ☺️
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Oh my heart this is incredibly beautiful, Christine! The use of derivative here works so well with the quote 😀 as though it was meant to be replaced. Especially love; “I have stood many a time at the doorway of dreaming as nature strokes my hair with her breath.” Thank you so much for writing to the prompt! 💝💝
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Sanaa it was your beautiful poetry that inspired this poem. Thank you!!!! ❤️
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This is so beautiful, Christine. I don’t think you could have picked a more suitable title for this piece ❤
-David
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Thank you David. I appreciate it very much ☺️💕
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Wow! This is gorgeous, Christine.
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Thank you so much! I really appreciate it ☺️💕
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