I go outside each morning
As if plunging into the ocean's cold
I shock my senses with nature
So familiar, yet surprisingly forgotten
The same, yet different
One day to next
I see, I hear, am touched anew
Roses, rabbits, bugs, birds,
Clouds rearranging sky's design
Trees swaying, cacti standing still as sleep
I sit to soak in this scene
Involuntarily I close my eyes
Inhaling deeply, I fill my cells
To meld with my surroundings
I smell the scent of tranquility's perfume
Hoping to exude its fragrance
This is incredibly deep and inspiring, Myrna!😍 I love the idea of "tranquility's perfume,"..to be one with nature and take in everything that it has to offer. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt!💖
ReplyDeleteTruly beautiful.
ReplyDeleteNature is an incredible artist, with an amazing palette, and spectacular galleries.
I do that every morning, too - open my sliding door to breathe in the day........
ReplyDeleteThat really is the best thing to walk out into the garden and to be greeted by it glorious scent.
ReplyDeleteLuv your take on the prompt. Nice one
ReplyDeleteMuch❤🕊❤love
"I smell the scent of tranquility's perfume
ReplyDeleteHoping to exude its fragrance"......You're already doing that in the poems you write. We take in the calmness with your words. So beautiful Myrna.
I shock my senses with nature
ReplyDelete.. absolutely love that!
I love "As if plunging into the ocean's cold"
ReplyDelete"Clouds rearranging sky's design"
A beautiful peaceful poem
What a lovely approach to the prompt – and what a lovely practice in your life.
ReplyDeleteThere’s nothing like that early morning smell, Myrna, when everything is new and fresh and there’s nobody about, just nature! Tranquility's perfume is wonderful!
ReplyDeleteTo breath in tranquility and remember it’s scent for the whole day. Would be very peaceful!
ReplyDeleteHoping to exude its fragrance
ReplyDeleteWherever life will find me
How one wonders that such an aromatic presence can extend itself towards the salvation of life and existence of man.
Hank
Tranquility and nature.Should be bottled and msde into a perfume.
ReplyDeleteLove the idea of tranquility’s perfume. Lovely poem, Myrna!
ReplyDelete“I smell the scent of tranquility's perfume” We all need this tonic of ‘tranquility’...so lovely, Myrna.
ReplyDeleteWhat lovely text and photos.
ReplyDeleteI love cacti, having many indoor ones and finally, just this year planting a prickly pear outdoors. It's a bit wet here in the Willamette Valley for cacti, but when it outgrows its pot, I'll put it in a raised bed so its feet won't stay wet.
I love cactic