They are the windows
of my soul.
I always keep them open
to let in
Fragrant Mother Earth
in all Her caprice.
She dancingly rises
in Her butterfly wings
from the potted blooms below
just to touch my old cheeks.
I keep one or two
thunders or a few raindrops
in my heart as Her gift.
I am often that single palm tree
still growing taller
watching the winks of that emerald eye
lying lazily in all her fluidity and
I never miss to look in
at the mysterious human ‘me’
inside the tiny apartment
who is birthed everyday anew
beside the ceiling to floor windows
looking out.
Posted for dVerse Poetics ~ Looking Out / Looking In hosted by Lilian
sumanar/lekha 
Very colorful! Nice description of keeping Mother Nature in your heart and being birthed anew every day.
Just gorgeous! Who couldn’t be happy seeing all those colours every morning?
What a bright and colorful view you have! This would bring a smile to my face every morning for sure!
I especially love your first six lines……..just a wonderful post to the prompt! Thank you 🙂
I love the view Sumana of : Fragrant Mother Earth
in all Her caprice. I find the “rebirth” theme very meaningful. Thanks for sharing your poem and photo.
Residing in the eternal Now, whether asleep or awake, it is good to stay connected to the earth vibe, nature’s heart; a lovely piece that warms my scars, & curls up the sagging corners of my mouth.
Subtle shifts from being the mysterious human, you, to being the poetically voiced nature looking in. A beautiful dance of changing perspectives.
I am so enjoying all of the different views, and yours is spectacular! I love the colours of the buildings in the photograph and the way you zoom in on the
‘…single palm tree
still growing taller
watching the winks of that emerald eye’.
True to your good form…I enjoyed this beautiful personal glimpse out your window.
This is so lovely–your closeness to Mother Nature is so healing and your descriptions make your “outside” real to me. Sadly, we have to keep our windows closed right now. Our valley is full of smoke from rampant wild fires in California and here in Northern Nevada.
A lovely view and your connection to it sings out in your verse.
The tone of these words resonates with me. I especially enjoy ” I keep one or two thunders or a few raindrops in my heart as Her gift.” It thunders here as I write this; I must go out a collect one or two. Your writing is so beautiful!
Beautiful writing. What beauty an open heart sees indeed. 🙂
I never miss to look in
at the mysterious human ‘me’
inside the tiny apartment
who is birthed everyday anew
beside the ceiling to floor windows
looking out……..loved this!! Beautiful poem…I liked the window view!
Wonderful, Sumana. 🙂
I keep one or two thunders or a few raindrops in my heart as Her gift…gorgeous! I like how you keep the windows open and that palm tree! Growing taller and stronger. This is quite a view – it would most definitely make me smile looking out.