Embossed into the reader's mind
are visions bright and full -
and colorful the places are
that hold us and then pull -
pull poems into vision that
create a special place -
a place of pure serenity,
a place we can't erase.
Those pleasant poems press in thoughts
of waterfalls and such.
And only poets can write scenes
that we can nearly touch.
With fragrance after morning dew,
in nature's quiet hush,
try stepping out on vision now
in grasses soft and lush.
Stroll out on clover so divine
it carries you beyond -
beyond these steps of mortal words
beside one little pond.
And as you walk on clover green
in visions you allow,
forget the words that brought you here
and live within them now.
The vast imagination here
can free you from your pains
of all that you've endured so far
in life's relentless rains.
Yet rain brings life to little seed
that grows a mighty tree.
So take the pains that you have now
to find more than you see.
If you can live inside these words
where poets often write -
you, too, can reach the waterfalls
and own this special sight.
Remember always nature's scenes
drawn by the poet's words
and let the visions bring you joy
and peace above all birds.
For God is in the spirit realm.
It's truly critical
to place yourself with Jesus now -
not in the physical.
And as you stroll, hum happy tune
and whistle for awhile.
Life sure is great when we all wear
that everlasting smile!
This poem was a finalist in the November 2019 poetry contest