In two minds...

aquavita75.photosight.ru

I am in two minds
but not perturbed
about choosing one.
My sights are set high
for the skies tell me
of the winds, storms
and rains and sunshine.
My feet on the ground
and can feel the soft 
and the hard and the dry
and the wet earth.
The trunks give me
the much needed armrest.
The day is breaking and
the heart is aflutter,
Soon the birds will start
chirping
and the light will spread
before its time will come
to fade.

Of Nature...3

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Even the tiniest flower
and the mightiest trunk
live by the same light
and wear the same wind
but breathe same life
into their self
celebrating differently.
As one sways the other stands
and as one firms up 
the other fades.
And just as the grass
brushes lightly
against my bare thighs
I touch lightly
the bare bark 
of the tall ones.
To touch is to live.

Scatter...2

alekseymalyshev.photosight.ru

I am not
making up my mind
which way to go
- the way of the mind
or the way of the wind.
Mind flutters and stutters
here and there
now and then.
The wind blows
hither and thither.
Both are beyond control
yet very close to the skin
and very open to move.
I don't know
what will happen if
I continue this way.
May be I will float
and flow or
fly and drift.
Why worry?

Venturing out ..1

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I didn't check
the weather forecast
nor the compasses
but I did check
my guts and instinct
and they said that was
the best time
to venture out
for the spirit was strong
and the flesh willing.
Dawn was yet to break
but all the work needed
to be done prior.
That's when the morning 
breeze blew lightly 
but firmly
just like my
burning fire.