I yearn to feel the moon's ethereal caress,
Its celestial glow igniting my skin,
A primal connection, a deep longing confessed,
A sacred fire that burns fierce within.
The rain, a symphony of life's renewal,
I crave its cleansing drops upon my soul,
To wash away strife, to make my senses whole,
And let my spirit's thirst be quenched anew.
The night's cool air, a breath from the divine,
I wish to taste its crisp, rejuvenating might,
To fill my lungs, to intimately entwine
With nature's timeless embrace, day and night.
This primal yearning, this deep, consuming desire,
To be one with the world that surrounds,
To let my spirit's very essence ignite,
And in this union, true serenity be found.
I yearn to feel, to touch, to be utterly consumed,
Enveloped by the moon, the rain, the night's embrace,
A passionate dance, a sacred, ecstatic plea,
To live, to breathe, to bask in nature's grace.
Angels from above keep vigilant watch,
Their celestial presence a guiding light,
Shielding us with wings of unwavering love,
As we surrender to nature's eternal rite.
Their whispers of wisdom, soft and divine,
Remind us to let go of earthly pride,
And open our hearts to the mysteries sublime,
That in nature's embrace, we may truly reside.
You have a great gift for writing such sublime words Cathy.
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Thank you Jeff. I just write the words that want to be written 🙂
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