The sun’s rays brought with them
A life force needed
To awaken the natural things of life,
To bring the eyes alight
And awaken the animals
That were hibernating while walking
To bring the human figures
Back to the ground
And electrify the limbs
That were moving with the slowness
Of a zombified nation-
Spring brought with it a reminder
Of the human-animal connection
A reminder that there is more
Than four walls and a roof-
There is a world
Full of color and growth
That can be watched or passed by
Or experienced
By rapid minds
That soak in the life around them
As their skin warms beneath
A loving sun-
A leader trying to bring forward
A kingdom struggling to unite-
Always divided by land or sea
Instead of finding connection through
Blood and bone-
A kingdom struggling to handle the beauty
Of an earth that is best shared
And spread wide-
Nature in her element-
Stand in the center of her glory
With the swaying grasses
Or slapping waves-
The scents of wild flowers
Or salt air
Warming the lungs
While sun’s rays envelop
Her creatures in an
Everlasting embrace.
Katrina Thornley is a nature poet. novelist, and freelance journalist that resides in Rhode Island. She has two poetry collections currently published, a novel, as well as a short story anthology. Her poetry collections "Arcadians: Lullaby in Nature" and "Arcadians: Wooden Mystics" were inspired by a local park and life in her small rural town. You can find them on Amazon now!
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About the Creator
Katrina Thornley
Rhode Island based author and poetess with a love for nature and the written word. Works currently available include Arcadians: Lullaby in Nature, Arcadians: Wooden Mystics, 26 Brentwood Avenue & Other Tales, and Kings of Millburrow.
Comments (1)
And there I was, beginning to drift with your reveries of spring into my dread of summer's heat, when all of a sudden I realize things have shifted to a reminder & critique of what we so often do with/to it, forgetting that nature/the world is not simply something for us to use but that we are a part of it. How did I not know that you would do that to me? How was I not expecting it? And yet, even when I went back to read it again, your words carried me off so dreamily that I had to make a deliberate effort to focus on each stanza so as not to miss it a second time! Remarkable & seductive writing.