Andrew Nelson Stewart Andrew Nelson Stewart
In poetry and to find answers of who we are while walking the ephemeral road upon cracks of pain signs leading you.


A Poem by R. Goebel

Water, grass

the wind 

raking its fingers through the leaves 

Here in the house of Summer, 

where the air is sweet and the beetle shells 

flash, dragon green 

among the weeds 

And butterflies wink, 

their wings 

mere scraps of wind-caught lace

Here in the land that faces sunward 

and drinks the light like heady, golden wine

Let your feet seek water, grass,

a mossy trunk,

and peace of mind.

© 2016 R. Goebel

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R. Goebel
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You write very well. Words that stir both the heart and the mind's eye.

Posted 10 Months Ago

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Added on December 5, 2016
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Tags: joy, trees, water, wind, grass, summer