This poem was written for dVerse, where Sarah has given us a fun prompt based on “What 3 Words,” which unfortunately I had not heard of before. The whole world has been allocated into three meter squares with three words attached. I chose to go with that little heaven where I spend vacation in August: Southern Shores, NC. I tried to narrow it down to the actual house I stayed in and retrieved the words: Supernatural factions custodial.
My poetry writing is sadly rusty as I’ve been away too long. Many thanks for reading.
The Nature Connection The previous summer life was a web spun sticky, spidering outward as every other year sun lazing, restaurant dining, dog walking pretending mindfulness as the "busy" often do. This past summer custodial factions determined a different path, or rather no path at all, and what a difference that did make. For in not pretending mindfulness I lived. Gaia embraced me with kindness, presented a path toward enrichment and some days I did follow, seemingly supernatural trajectory toward one with nature. From mesmerizing meteorites to screeching owls I absorbed strength to comprehend, to see. I swam in the sea, in the sun, felt one with the world. Yet just weeks after ignorance scored me wounds sadness returned mindfulness was abandoned somewhere south on a barrier island. They say, recognizing the problem is part of the solution and today I see. Mindfulness can be embraced, life cherished, anger flung away, it all takes practice, like the fledgling bird testing wings to fly. I can release all the bad to embrace Gaia’s welcome. I can learn to be One, wherever I am.