The Nectar of Nature : A Poem

I don’t preach… except when it comes to reconnecting with the intelligence of nature that’s already within us, in our body, and when it comes to this poem! I hope you enjoy!

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The Sacred Dance of Silence

A nectar that imbues into

the sacred vessel of your Heart

The presence and stillness of a Saint

That is available to all

Through Communion with Nature

And the Lingering, everlasting Tree,

Reaching out to you but you never listened

You were distracted by the thought

You had to prove yourself

To the world

But fear not, Dear Wild Child

The saints hidden in the morning dew

The holy in the tall pines

And the shimmering of the waters

Will still hold you

No matter how long you’ve been lost

They will never judge you

No matter how long you’ve forgotten

This gift that is available to all

Who are ready to receive

But don’t be a Fool

Nature is not waiting

The sun will still rise every morning

Growing is still occurring

Even on the days you can’t be grateful for it

Nature will meet you where you are

Welcoming you into its arms

As if you had never left

In

Pure

Awe

In

Melodic

Presence

And

Amazement

May you remember

You are a precious gift of nature

Your body belongs to this earth

Do not wait till your death

To remember your origins

That the iron in your blood

Also runs through the veins and crevasses

In the soil beneath your feet

Don’t you dare forget

You are a delicate and strong miracle

Of evolutive grace

Through the eons of time

Your skin has stretched and lived

As the Breath of living

Oozed out of your pores

Remember

You are a living being of this earth

Respect yourself as such

Remember

Great love is already in you

Waiting for your own revolutionary recognition

And loving embrace

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By Marie-Jeanne