In the Nature of things...

krasnov.photosight.ru

When I go
to nature
I let myself
merge with it.
With the cool shade
I gain my cool
with the rough texture
of a century old bark
I become weatherbeaten
but still holding
In the strong trunk
I find my own strength
and rectitude
to lean on.
With the soft ground below
I let myself not become
a burden to myself
and when the light
begins to fade
I make peace
with the haziness inside
and most of all
I don't rush 
with or drive on 
life.
I just let myself be 
- no posturing
and no pretences. 

Of Nature..

harry.photosight.ru

Hurries gone past
I stand contented
not needing to move
needlessly
taking in 
Nature's pace
unhurried
as shadows lengthen
I look around
to find
things setting their
own order
and I too belong 
there
in the scheme of nature
becoming quiet
and quieter.

Nature's work....3

chertady.photosight.ru

Neither a crime

nor a sin it shall be

to admire

and appreciate

beauty

whether in

body and flesh

or colour and shape

or fragrance and form

or melody and tune.

And if I find myself

beautiful

I appreciate nature's work

and glory be to the spirit

that lives to link

us all

with the source

of all beauty

- our souls.

Nature's work....2

slonik-pa.photosight.ru

It's a new morning
tender, fresh and soft
like the rays of the Sun.
The breeze just woke up
the flowers opened up
the birds twitter around
I am transfixed
not wanting to move
to think
to hope
to fear
wanting to be 
just be.
Like the flower
the rays 
the breeze
and do 
Nature's work.

On my own ...2

alexandertol.photosight.ru

As I move on my own
on the uncharted terrain
I meet abundance
of nature
of plants growing tall
over vastness of earth
and under limitless skies
both stretching to meet 
in distant horizons
my heart aflutter
every cell alive to the whispering woods
and loins throbbing with desire
holding so much of creation
within and without.

Lastly...

harlauta.photosight.ru

Loneliness of existence
vastness of the universe
As I gaze upon
the distant horizons
I hear the soft murmur
of the waves as though
whispering an invitation
to jump and immerse
in the timeless cycle
of nature
But I don't want to lose
my self
and lastly....
I am alone in the vastness..

Stark...2

wolverine321.photosight.ru

Lines are curves straightened
Curves are Nature's twists 
as it bows before
fate.
When beauty chose to 
smile at the helplessness
of the mighty cosmos
curves emerged in Nature.
Flesh filled in the sketch
to give substance
to the continuity
for which in
fondness Nature yearns .
A soul then floated into
a body
to assure softness
of life on rocks hard
and tender voice
amid harsh sounds.
The beauty of
this work of art
bewitched time
and centuries.
And the body shines
in starkness.

To know...

molchanoff.photosight.ru

To be blessed

with a magnificent

body that hosts

a pair of luscious 

breasts

and of gorgeous

hips

is to know

that nothing

belongs to you

and everything belongs

to nature.

What belongs to 

you is the longing

and what to Nature

is the being.

So to merge

and lose oneself

in Nature

is the only 

true liberation.

Cast away

mark_meir_ paluksht.photosight.ru

Lonely in the company
of the elements
I am a cast-away
from a life
of pretence
of playing to the gallery
of pleasures pointless
Lovely it is being
so alone
by yourself
to be just yourself.

Riot of colours

Like you the Sun too
moved away
leaving me in the
midst of this
riot of colours
all around;
all colours of
my life bubbling
throbbing
pounding and
panting with joy.
Will you come back?
Sunshine sure
would be there.

Pristine

I feel
nothing
should come between
me and pure joy;
my fullness has
this pristine quality
that I am the original
Eve when
there was no original
sin.

Thinker Tinker

What could we do
but admire
Nature's beauty
expressed
in the sculpture
of your body?
Yes, centuries later
we realise
you Think
with your whole body
and when you do
that
you discover the power
to rule
the world of men
and ideas.
You are the thinker
who can tinker.

Look into my eyes

Look into my eyes

see my angst

I allowed myself

to be a victim of my body

Nature's gifts

adorn me

but I fell in love

with myself

got trapped

by admiration

They put me in

murky waters

to project

my beauty.
Look into my eyes
when you look at
my body.

Never betray

the bountiful Nature

any more.

Verse: Syn Onym

At Peace

At peace with oneself

Amid the solid remnants of

What once blazed hot

from the deepest core of your being.