Natures Gift
Nature is the gift that keeps on giving.
Smoke clouds surround the inner vessel,
The mind navigating through a puzzle,
A maze of haziness,
An escape from the weariness.
Allowing a sense of focus,
To the hidden parts that know best,
Puff puff pass through the noise,
Inner-standing my direction and avoids,
Developing a sense of clarity,
To see colours in areas where there wouldn't be.
Through mother natures trees,
Why else are they here please?
Grace Blessing
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Grace Blessing
My poetry has always been a tool to articulate my feelings and emotions. Poetry communicates effectively in a way I couldn't do conventionally, whilst also providing a sense of healing and release.
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