In Scented Company, I Found My Center

[Sharon Lee Goodhand]

In Scented Company, I Found My Center

Hand in hand with Mother Nature

I am that child again

that bare-foot child who discovered

a truth far greater than any other…

Sun-burnished skin, dust-brushed, glowing

from days spent exploring under the Australian sun

peeking at kangaroo’s through long dry grass

endless hours trailing butterflies and bush bees

to the sweetest of wildflowers… Lambertia, Grevillea

and sweetly scented Cassia …

Mother Nature taught me

Orchard Swallowtail butterflies love Hickory Ash  flowers

and the  Tailed Emperor seeks the Yellow Flame tree…

 

Hand in hand with Mother Nature

I am transported to vine draped bowers

where passing hours are filled

with echoed melody … whip-birds and magpie

sweet bellbird and honeyeaters

weave dulcet tunes that soothe the soul…

 

I always felt safe, my hand in hers

she slowed her pace to match mine

slowed the minutes of the day

stopped time itself so I could see

the soft downy hair on a native bee…

… I was never lonely in her solitary company

Hand in hand with Mother Nature

I am that child again

that bare-foot child who discovered

a truth far greater than any other;

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Poetry and Photos by Sharonlee©30-May-13