Poetry Submission

My heart is beating so fast
I'm focused directly on the trees
and the snowdrops that came
out of the snow
Unlike me - I'm a late bloomer
I'm rising to the sunshine
and lifting up my arms
my face is radiant in the wind
I'm aching for love and caring
I'm thirsty for water and cleansing
My soul needs it
to grow strong and beautiful
Psyche is my mother nature
she planted my seeds

A golden vision
elapses from the horizon
orange and pink and violet
my spirit is limping
I need free roaming thoughts
and emotions
to help my crippled stems

The goldenrod that Psyche
planted is blooming wildly
freely and innocently
courage to be free
Aching to be me
unclipped and with a need
to do something new

I love nature and the spirt in it. I believe God and the universe carry our spirits through nature and heal all anxiety and depression. I am "in love with love" and am compassionate and kind.