Nature Poems - Quintessence

JUBILANT FATHER His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him. She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning. The tide pulls through her very bones, her form aches as each wave crests. The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her Beats new chords, old sun god chants. "You are the first mother and the last, all spring flesh has traveled through you." Aztec plumed and gold beaded, your priest kneels at the holy alter, gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament. You are the temple, we pilgrims swept through the gates, bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence, spread our arms to harvest blossoms, and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.

- CRISTINE McAULIFFE

Nature Poem

Quintessence

© By Priscilla Durandisse

She is like the seasons,
Her eyes are bright
Like the gleam from the summer sun.
The beauty of the earth is defined.
By the luminance of her rays,
Birds singing their songs in harmony,
Butterflies gracefully floating across the sky.

In her autumns,
Her laughter causes the trees to sway.
Golden leaves begin falling to the ground one by one.
Each breath causing a gentle breeze.

Then her winter draws in
And a cool gust blows in.
A slow icy fog descends
And her tears freeze into little cotton balls of snow.

During her spring
The flowers called out her name
And she gathered them in a warm embrace
Her wisdom flowing smoothly from her mouth
Like the clouds squeezing droplets from its core.
Buds bloom from each drip, drop.
Then she smiles an intimate smile
like the sun peeking from behind the clouds.
Her eyes light up at the beauty she's given birth to.
Suddenly, her soul blossomed with a summery grin.
Her whole sentiment reflected by each season,
Each season making her whole.

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