I Sway Bewildered, Lost, and Found Again There
Watching Glory take the Sun after another day done
I sink into rocking chair swaying deeply into Horizon.
The sky boldly turns to purple, blue and rose hue
Like the palette of God marking all with adieu.
I gaze throughout the hills as Nature’s turns to Night
And feel the great hush that fills all in such twilight.
I feel absorbed into the shadows still awake and alive
Reborn in night breezes with a graceful revive.
Rocking to and fro in my viewing porch chair;
I sway bewildered, lost, and Found again There.
©2012 Linda Willows
Lovely words, dear friend. I was sitting right there in the porch chair seeing this beautiful view right with you … feeling your words, and loving the peace they brought me. ~ Love, Julie xox
April 1, 2012 at 8:13 am
thank you Julie, God’s porch, God’s sweet chair but the view we all belong to….Love ever, Linda
April 1, 2012 at 8:19 am
nicely done, LInda
April 1, 2012 at 9:08 am
Thank you, Dean. I appreciate your words very much, Linda
April 2, 2012 at 2:43 am
Your words are so beautiful, Linda, and as Julie said, I felt I was right there with you, so tangible and inviting is your view~xo
April 2, 2012 at 12:51 pm
Linda, this is beyond words!! I, too, was there on the porch–I swear I could feel and smell the air. So, so beautiful–great work.
April 2, 2012 at 6:41 pm
Lovely words, and I especially like those last two lines!
April 3, 2012 at 6:05 pm
I have often felt this way, gently swaying in my porch swing facing the west and the sunset and then dusk, then mists sometimes! I disappear and reappear to myself, as the Spirit floats me around at will!
April 4, 2012 at 10:23 am
how wonderful granbee, isn’t it the most special moment. I would love to sit on the porch with you and sway, sway, sway! Love you, Linda
April 4, 2012 at 11:29 am
Wow, I justed found myself there with you and lost in the moment, too….We live in a beautiful country area, and ever since we moved here last year, I have been deeply touched and inspired….such breathtaking beauty and reverent awe all around….I am always outside for a while at night, lost in the shadows and sky….loved the poem, I share the same love and intimacy with nature….thank you….
much love
Celeste
April 16, 2012 at 5:35 am
It is a special time. It can be lost like a shadow or felt as a revival of life turning its mysteries into sacred hush. Love to you, Celeste
April 16, 2012 at 12:17 pm