Meditation In The Middle Of May Poem by Susan Lacovara
Meditation In The Middle Of May
I was warm beneath the song of the sun
Toasting my skin to tan
Cleared the attic of my thoughts
Free of cobwebs and clutter
To just lie still
On a canvas of grass
Losing my way into the calm
Of birds on a branch in song
Unaware my heart was ever heavy
Kept breathing, in time with nothing
But the flash of colors
Bouncing before my closed eyes
Sliding around a Ferris wheel
Of forgotten cares
There in the meditation
In the middle of May
I knew nature felt my respect
No bud opened went without notice
So peaceful the pulsing through my veins
That I could stay true
In the moment forever
I like the alliteration in the title - three key words of the poem all fit together in creating some of the poem's abundant music. I usually associate meditation and the mellow mood it created with autumn, my favorite season by far. But your poem has opened a doorway into appreciation of spring. I was immediately struck by the title, which could be a poem in 10-syllables, complete and satisfying. But there's more! LOSING MY WAY INTO CALM is an inspired way of describing spring's renewal of our winter-deadened selves. NO BUD OPENED WITHOUT NOTICE shows you giving a gift to Spring, i.e., paying attention to the fresh new life everywhere. Hurray!
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5/11/2024 1:15:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poem. In meditative moments all the little things ignored otherwise come alive. You have given life to each of that moment in your writing. Thanks for sharing.