Safe and Sound
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Today, another revised post-poem from a year or so ago.
Now, whenever people often tell me that they hate winter, the cold and snow, I am inclined to agree while Muse enjoys letting cosy fires conjure up such images of comfort and joy as can be relied on to home in on a more positive approach to past-present-future.
Home, is where the heart is, is it not? More often than not, it is people, not a place, unless it is a place of special significance for us, not least because of those with whom we visited it and shared happy memories. My mother once described winter as 'a very happy-sad time'; it would be many years before I quite understood what she meant.
The
best of nature and human nature is a door that is open to us all 24/7, whatever
season of mind-body-spirit in which we may find ourselves at any given time,
for whatever reason. For many, it opens the way to comfort zones that will
inspire and see us through thick and thin all our lives, no matter our gender,
religion, culture, sexuality...for as long as we choose to dwell on the
positives in our lives even as we tackle the negatives.
Although unwell at the moment, I still practise what I preach in so far as I continue to look on the bright(er) side of life through just such a door...
SAFE AND SOUND
In
winters of the heart,
no
sweeter thoughts than of love
to thaw frozen cockles
by fires rekindling kinder landscapes.
taking us further even
than the eye can see for having us focus
on a
collage of positive thoughts
Oh,
such times past
that
lift even the mind-body-spirit
through
its wintry days;
a
child’s delight in the sheer poetry
of
rainbows, flowers, trees,
in awe of the natural world, no sense (yet)
of
its ever being taken for granted!
Oh,
such times past
as
homing in on love in all its shapes
and
forms, journeys
of a
lifetime sure to keep family, friends
and
lovers among sunny skies,
oblivious
to any spoilsport clouds gathering
with
more than mischief in mind!
Oh,
such times past,
inviting
the adrenaline to flow as fast
and
furious as any river,
every
vein throbbing so for the first thrill
of
being in love, and reason
to
hope it will be returned in full, last forever,
one
in the eye for its naysayers!
Oh,
such times past
as
kept busy weeding out the poorer
to leave
the very best
more
space to grow, time for nurture, present
and
future in the balance,
a
kinder humanity sure to reap its own rewards,
the rest but left out in the cold!
In
winters of the heart,
no warmer
thoughts than of love to thaw
any
frozen cockles,
let gentle, evergreen landscapes, further even
than
the eye can see,
inspire mind-body-spirit to make such journeys
as sure to see it return safe and sound
Copyright R. N. Taber 2020
Labels: happy memories, human nature, human spirit, imagination, life forces, love, mind-body-spirit, personal space, poetry, positive thinking, society, winter
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