The Lady of the Mountain
All cloaked in blues and mists,
And greens and grasses…
She feels the caress of your heart’s leaping,
The joy innate which her blossoming beauty bestows….
And the cool refreshments of ‘ahhhhs’ sighed in her midst.
But to be fully imparted with her sweet pulsations,
You must bend now, along with her breezes…
As each blade of grass dances in shimmering seas,
With ecstatic summer’s fragranced breeze…
And exhale along with her,
And eventually lay alongside, in repose…
As the bridal veil of blanketing winter covers the warm blush,
Of the Lady of the Mountains…
(No Ratings Yet)
Loading …
About Iris Woytowich
Iris lives in the Canadian prairies and has always loved to write poetry. She writes with a style that is both modern, yet reflecting the everlasting sameness of our great God and Saviour, Jesus Christ. Iris is married with two lovely school aged children, and has been privileged to remain at home during the course of their upbringing. Prior to this, she worked in long term health care. She has attended university where she enjoyed English studies as well as attained a certificate in Health Care Administration. Iris has a lifelong love of the arts where she has participated in dance, visual art, and of course poetry. She enjoys travelling, and also just seeing Christ revealed in everyday situations and occurrences.
iriswo@gmail.com
www.mynucerity.com/freshglow
- Web
- More Posts (81)
|
|
Posted in 
Add to Google