Humans Reflect Nature’s Beauty

A poem about acceptance

See those mountains? Aren’t they beautiful? Look at their asymmetry —

I’m asymmetrical, too and beautiful. Sagging, grey, hag, and witch.

Heart heavy and flight shadow and light flowing river ocean stars dusted through stormy weather.

Over this water pass shooting stars reflections of time elapsed.

Over these waves pass moonlight, still days, dark nights, storms, and soft raindrops pattering the surface.

Water accepts reflections moonlight, starlight, rainstorms, autumn breezes frozen iciness of winter cracked glossy surfaces dazzling in hardened beauty shining in broken pieces.

This poem may seem to be about mountains and water nature and her brimming beauty

but it’s about the nature of me, of humanity: part joy, part frustration part sorrow, part laughter in parts and pieces and wholeness.

Overabundant emotion vessels teardrops to fill lifetimes. Spirals repeating again and again. Love and lust and loss and aging —

this poem is about acceptance, the kind of acceptance we find when we turn inward, reflect on

the craigs and divides of nature’s beauty which we find within ourselves —

in awe, in thanks in shadow and light, in acceptance and gratitude for our earth flight.

This is my first time participating in The Never-Ending poem challenge. Thank you to Lucy (the egg girl) for inviting me to join in — this is the first one I felt called to participate in. Read her prompt poem here: What is Simplicity.

My prompt for you: Blue. Feel free to write freely and have fun. All are welcome to take this challenge, but I especially tag Melissa Bee, Galit Birk, PhD, Connie Song, Jay Sizemore, Tre L. Loadholt, Carolyn Riker, Sara Paris, aleXander hirka, and Dennett.

This challenge is to keep The Never-Ending Poem going as long as possible. Wanna join? Write a poetic response, tag ten wondrous poets or simply invite all, add a new prompt, link this poem then publish. Done!