My Nature Spirit
A poem celebrating my connection with nature.

Sunrise greets my soul,
its golden rays warming
the depths of my being.
Actively present,
I am alert to the energy
in the atmosphere.
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Lifting, the gentle breeze
caresses my face,
reminding me I am alive.
Stretching out my arms,
I attune myself to
the new day’s rhythm.
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Freshly mown grass,
in cut green stalks,
roll across the meadow.
As the wind shifts,
they are propelled
high into the air.
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As the wind drops,
the stalks fall,
landing on my bare feet.
There they stay,
present and existing,
full of vibrant energy.
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Travelling with me,
clinging to my feet,
the determined stalks
desire a new vision.
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I am present and alive,
my soul soars high.
The simple wonders
of nature
alight a warm,
yellow fire in my heart.
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Yellow, a cheery colour,
like shining sunlight.
A colour I yearn to reach
and be warmed by
at least once a day.
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My skin glows in the yellow,
tingling with rejuvenation.
My energy is returning,
I am lightweight and free.
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Treading gently,
I show the stalks
my view of the meadow.
A chance to share
nature's tiny wonders.
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Silvery-blue wings,
flutter by gently.
A butterfly rides
the wispy breeze,
like a surfer out at sea.
To witness this moment
is pure, sheer joy.
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Alighting my arm,
the butterfly settles.
Standing on one leg,
it cleans itself gently.
It is so precious,
a beautiful being,
that makes my heart
swell with deep love.
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The butterfly ascends
high into the blue sky.
I wave as it departs,
wishing it happiness.
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Tickling my feet,
the grass stalks depart.
Rolling across the meadow,
the stalks vanish into
a vibrant field of red.
Bright, crimson roses,
freshly bloomed.
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Nature is a spell
that holds me close,
caresses me gently.
Its colourful tapestry
evokes my spirit,
which is invited to join
the rose red petals.
They are dancing,
nodding in the wind,
reaching out to connect ...
with me!
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Swaying and turning,
I dance in the red sea
of newly bloomed petals.
Zing! Goes my heart,
radiating with joy.
Laughing, my tension
dissipates and vanishes,
swallowed by the breeze.
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Lying amidst rose petals
who continue to sway
in a field of red life,
I sigh with relief.
My heart is warmed
by wise nature’s
vibrant, healing spirit.
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Staring up,
my eyes rest upon
a sacred treasure.
Gnarled, wise branches
of an old eucalyptus tree,
reach out to me,
inviting me to climb.
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Ascending the trunk,
I believe it whispers
a special message
for me to hear.
Words that reach
the very depths of
my healing soul,
which yearns to play
outside in the air,
the yellow rays.
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I swing off a branch,
feeling the lightness
of hanging and swinging
through the calm air.
Green leaves brush
against my hands,
keeping me alert
and actively present.
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Dropping to the ground,
I land on the grass.
It is wet with dew drops,
its green blades unfurling
to welcome the morning.
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I can feel the sun
warming my back
as I walk through the grass
and stare at the clear,
cerulean blue sky.
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Out in this meadow,
time stops
and lets me truly be.
Away from the daily grind,
my spirit is free
to immerse itself in life.
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I could stay here forever,
soaking up the rays,
giving myself time to heal.
Taking time to reflect
on the precious beauty
of small wonders.
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I feel deep gratitude
in the depths of my unique
heart and soul,
for my nature spirit.
It keeps me grounded,
renewing my zest for life.
About the Creator
Susan L. Marshall
Susan L. Marshall is the founder of Story Playscapes and the monumental Theatre Playscapes. She is the contemporary metaphysical literature author of the Amazon best-selling: "Bare Spirit" and "Wild Soul," which are available globally.



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