What nature inspires in me. Poetry and universal love. 🍃
A few days ago I told a little bird that one of the things I stopped doing and that I love is writing poems and the little bird asked me why I had stopped doing that.
I simply wrote at times in my life when I had strong emotions, not exactly good ones, and I did it as a kind of catharsis.
The little bird replied that I can also write about good and beautiful things and he was right.
I thought of those things that inspire poetry in me and quickly found two: love and nature, and if I put both together I can find the love of nature.
Recently I was walking in a forest, for quite some time, so I could see the sun's rays between the needles of the pine trees, which would be their leaves. At different times the sun shines differently and you can see the magic between the trees, great givers of life and oxygen to the planet.
Today I remembered those beautiful moments, that walk in silence, where I only listened to my footsteps and while I have a very special music in the background, the words in my soul come naturally.
I believe that poetry does not come from the mind but from the spirit and it is the spirit that speaks. So I let my fingers write, even if I don't quite know what they are doing.
Nature is healing in many ways, but it is also inspiring, at least for me.
Everything is related, nature is art and so is poetry, so nature is poetry.
This poem is inspired by that walk and the admiration of the pine trees and the rays of sunlight that sneaks through them, generating the magic and mystery of life.
Whispers of life and magic.
Between the green needles, rests the life of the forest,
which glides between the branches like a soft breeze,
an imperceptible and hidden whisper,
to the distracted human ear.
In the silence of the mind they seem to speak,
and beyond the inner voices they often fly,
they play between greens and browns,
as between shoes and laces.
Words between them spoken in a low voice,
so the understanding of beings does not grasp them,
they watch attentively every step and every gait,
between the leaves their feet as they tread.
They have life, a singular life,
which man cannot visualise,
only a few can see the ties,
that travel between their strong arms.
Flashes of lights and sparks in the air,
wander from one to another, brushing the air,
Only the attentive eye can see this spectacle,
that nature has in store.
Energy that goes unnoticed,
between different walks without being seen,
unless the spirit becomes one,
with the gleams that emerge in the dark.
Threads of light and colour hover around its leaves,
like dancers that pose their feet,
the air and the breeze, they dress dazzling,
to furrow the surrounding spaces.
If I let my eyes open
and I absolutely still my soul,
I can see life in that gentle breeze,
that gently brushes its green leaves.
It is not magic, it is not illusion,
it is the spirit of the expanding forest,
always alive, always moving,
for the one who can see the whisper of its breath.
Amonet - 30/7/2024
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This is what I was listening to while writing the poem.
All photographs are my own.
It's good that you spoke with the bird @avdesing, and decided to start again with poetry
it's true, nature is healing and it is also a great source of inspiration
Sometimes a little bird comes along and gives us a great idea! Thank you very much for always being there.💗
Nature really inspires you, that made you create this brilliant poetry.😊
I was encouraged to write poetry here, thank you very much!!!!💗
You're welcome. 😊 It seems that you're relax in the nature.😊
I love being in it, thank you!!!
You're always welcome..😊 Looking forward to see more poetry from you.😊
So be it! Thank you, thank you!
😊😊😊
I admire people who can write poetry, something I've always loved.
Beautiful composition, dear friend @avdesing
I'll tell you, when I was a teenager it was common to write poems to the girls you liked, I've never been able to get a rhyme, if it weren't for my sister, I don't know what I would have done.
Have a beautiful day
Great, good for your sister, they always save the day! hahaha
I've always liked poetry, I haven't written for years and I've been encouraged. Thank you very much!💗
The little bird was right, in moments of joy there can also be poetry, and what better muse than nature? 🍁
Beautiful poetry, it is very difficult to create verses, I think it is a different art 😘
I don't know only my hands write but I don't know what they do and when it's finished I read it, they have a life of their own and it's always been like that. Thank you very much Yami!💗
There are things that reason cannot see, and you have expressed it very well, only by being one with Nature can they be observed. And, great advice from the little bird. Glad to see you followed it.
A big hug @avdesing
Very true, you see more with your heart!
I said to myself let's follow that suggestion, he's a wise little bird.
Thank you very much!
Yes, he is a very wise bird and has been a very pleasant surprise.
See you tomorrow, have a great night @avdesing
See you tomorrow, good night!
Buenos días, llego un poco tarde 😁.
Good morning! No timetable for mate hahaha
Tiene buena pinta ese deayuno, es para mí o es el tuyo?
Que tengas un gran día... !!!
Mi desayuno no es café jajaja nunca jajaja, igualmente muy buen día!
Pues gracias!!!
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Can't you write anything without poking ? ...see u begun the poem with a needle (know u and witch power😜). But it was good write up. A different shades of Amonet.....blogger, photographer, poet , artist, caretaker, ufffff...and above all...The night wanderers.
Well, the leaves of pine trees are called needles, hahaha!
I loved writing poetry, it's been many years since I've done it.
Beware of the witch, pine needle tea is used to make concoctions hahahahaha
✨✨ So nice 😇
I hope you will be inspired many times to write poetry... Love and nature, perfect inspiration!
In the end I was encouraged and I loved doing it. Thank you very much @mipiano, it's been years since I wrote like that. Thank you! 💗💗💗
Wonderful poetry and nature!
Thank you very much!!💗💗💗
I really like that you have decided to write poetry. When you talk about the silence of the mind and that voice that seems to speak but comes and goes while we are awake in nature, observing and feeling... it's beautiful. It is sublime. Thank you for sharing.
I didn't know if the translation was going to be ok.... actually sometimes I don't even know what I'm writing until I finish, I just let it flow. It's been years since I've written poetry and I loved doing it. Thank you very much Nani!💗
wow how nice you write what I liked the most is that you also share how you were inspired to write your poem I also agree that nature is art
I love writing and I haven't done it for a long time, nowadays what inspires me most is nature, thank you Monica!💗