Who am I ?

Who am I ?

A Poem by Tom
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A nature themed poem

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I am within without, here there and everywhere,
Unseen by naked eye, just as pure thin air
Blow cold north wind that heralds winter snow,
Then beckon at spring lambs, to leap up high and go.
Bring forth the summer sun in most resplendent ray
When green leaf slowly fades, remind swallow to fly away.
Will on the mighty bird to fly free on the wing
Uplift the souls of weary folk, when little children sing
Inspire the spawning salmon not to relent the fight,
Against the raging current, with journey's end in sight.
Returning to that brook, where was its place of birth,
To procreate the seed, then die in happy mirth.
Darwin spoke of theory to figure a solution,
How life formed singularly, the precede of evolution.
But I've been here from time immemorial, before all life began
The plants, the creatures and the ape, he said turned into man
No doubt he was a scholar of much vaunted pedigree,
Though at life's end was heard to say, 'I believe in thee!"
I spur on the ailing chick to break the hard, encasing shell,
Awaken sleeping bear, with spring's sweet, enticing smell
Paint the colour in the flowers that captivate the bee
Aid the tiny acorn to grow into a massive tree.
Which in turn provides a haven and sanctuary,
to many wondrous creatures, that dwell within its canopy.
I encourage new born baby, to cry aloud with zest
As mother draws up lovingly, to nurture from her breast.
With bowler and the batsman, opposed in sporting rivalry
Who later sit together and enjoy each other's camaraderie
I march with gallant soldier, to answer his country's call
And serenely he shall walk with me, if in battle he should fall.
Many acclaim me as the Creator, or other names of merit,
Though people often refer to me, as Mother Nature's eternal Spirit !

© 2020 Tom


Author's Note

Tom
A much older write from the past which I reckoned needed airbrushed and put back on display once more?

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Tom,
Remind us who we are by what we love. Show us a flower petal or blue jay, stars and velvet darkness, The list is long of what inspires. you inspired me for sure. "uplift the souls of weary folk when little children sing." So pretty! Bless you for encouraging me. Kathy

Posted 8 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Tom

7 Years Ago

Thank you Kathy for your welcome visit and compelling words!
Kathy Van Kurin

7 Years Ago

Tom,
You are so welcome. I really appreciate the simple and lovely in this life. Your poem re.. read more
Tom

7 Years Ago

And to you K.



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A glorified and clarified thesis of spirituality, science and naturalism. You blend you powerful ink with openness and uplifting promotion. You keep raising the stakes high and mighty. Kudos.....:::))))

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

8 Years Ago

Thank you indeed Sami, for your ever welcome visit and ever superb summation !
Sami Khalil

8 Years Ago

You are richly welcome....:::))))
dear Tom, our Mother Nature is the milk of human kindness. She nourishes us with warmth and beauty. Your poem is priceless and reflects the scent of flowers and the bleating of the lambs... truly, Pat

Posted 8 Years Ago


Tom

8 Years Ago

Thank you Pat for such a fine supposition!
This is fabulous Tom! You've done mother nature and her Creator proud. Bravo. ~Sharon

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Miss Sharon

8 Years Ago

Yes indeed! Have a beautiful, God-blessed Thanksgiving. ~Sharon
Tom

8 Years Ago

And you too !
The "All" of creation begins with the Creator; I am the alpha and the omega, all that is and was comes from the beginning, "In the beginning was the word and the word was God", so I garner from your explicit descriptions of life in its beauty, even the theory of Darwin who in the end said I believe in thee-Mother Nature yes, but a Mother Nature only possible because of the Almighty Creator. The eternal spirit of life and everything of life comes from one initial source!

It is captivating how you have weaved the eternal spirit into that which is nature, and with perfect rhyme! I note too the beautiful image to remind us of the importance of Mother Nature; the ruling Mother of this magnificent earthly realm.

I am glad you have brought this back for us to enjoy. Such splendor, such beauty to behold, such miracles at our fingertips every day shall ever be with us, charged to us to be guardians, because of a love that is equal to no other!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

8 Years Ago

Yes indeed Sheila, as always you equate so well with my writing and thinking, ever grateful and appr.. read more
I especially liked how you incorporated Darwin's theory into this. It's true that as we reach the end of our days, many of us find religion. Perhaps we want to believe we are headed for a better place, but the truth is, we live in the better place. The flowers, the butterflies, the blue skies....all there for us to enjoy. Mother Nature is quite the artist and she offers us so much. Yes, she does march next to soldiers and next to moms as they push their baby strollers. The personification is so wonderful here. As always, your rhyming is a joy to read. I liked the graphic you chose to accompany your words too, Tom. Lydi**

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Tom

8 Years Ago

Lydia, your review is a delightful discourse of knowledge and understanding, thank you my friend!

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