nature

My feet clips into the cement

Drumming the rise of the sun

As the river’s fog dances with the tide.

Rain has come down now

Sun has hidden it’s red glare

I sit rain drenched wet

And still feel the world’s despair

Meditating 🧘‍♀️ hope must rise .

© CMM 2020

Make every day count

Break through gravity holding back

Each tomorrow shines

My new publication came out today and I celebrated with the sunrise.

A flight from dark night

A runner starts up across hope

Finishes anew …

Let me wash my face with the morning dew

Dress my soul with the songs of birds

Pick the dawn with the hopes anew

Walk among the crickets I’ve heard

And take with me a symphony

Given by the hooting owl

Live again another day

And dry my feet with Nature’s towel

©. Christine McNeill-Matteson

Angels hide in my garden

Saying a prayer for me

They are not there for the onlooker

They are only there to be

A comfort for the tender

A reminder of the quiet prayers

So when we forget to spend the time

A sweet symbol of moments shared.

© CMM 2020

A purple sunshine

A morning delight shines

Between the moon and sun

© 2020 CMM