Lighter than a feather gently I rise
From the ashes of my remains
Into vistas with never ending skies
To Native heaven great plains.
Eagle soars beyond earthly bonds
And buffalo roams the grassy land
The grizzly feeds on salmon ponds
I'm nature's notes in its musical band.
When hearts stop their daily static
And actively listen with cleansed ears
I'm the sound of buzzing bees ecstatic
On cheery blossoms yielding spheres.
I'm the hymn of rolling wind
Giving freely life its gentle up lift
Pollen to pollen I transfer God' mind
Blessings form every spring's gift.
Body mass once imprisoned me
I'm not there or it I; cry not for its demise
Worldly shackled prison are set fee
Released from the handcuffs of analyse.
When holding nature's hands again
These precious moments set prayers free
Rays filter softly from the den of Zen
Sun nourishes every poetic tree.
No sash separates me from the divine
When two shall become the One
No dogma captures the essence of a shrine
Darkness is dead my light has won.
October 20,2013
Copyright Leaking Pen 2013
Rev Nov 18 2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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