Nature

Rambling fields of green
The sun caressing every leaf
Gilding it with life
I tip up my face in offering
Warmth sliding over me
As sweet as a lovers touch
Rough bark of tree
The oak thrusting proudly from the earth
Wisdom, longevity, strength
The sweet buds
The blooms
The slide between gentle fingers
Petals, silk
The breeze
Winding round and through me
Its speech barely discernible
Full of joy in being free, laughter
The clouds gathering
The smell of dust and storm
The birds call, the signal
The whip of lightening
The thunder rumbling within and without
Deep and elemental, power
Skin on fire with it
Dancing in the rain like a pagan
Laughing with delight
The goddess within reveling
Cradled in the Mothers arms

a poet and don't know it don't stop cooking but keep writeing

*snappily saluting* Thank you Tate. 🙂

LOL!! HOW on EARTH did I miss your post PP? I'll think of something. 🙂

"I tip up my face in offering
Warmth sliding over me
As sweet as a lovers touch"

^ that is just pornographic 😉

Why, it coitenly is Ollie *waggling brows*