Poem #1 - Poetry Month

… April Poetry

POEM #1- Poetry Month

 

 

As I step off the back porch,

into the freshly fallen snow,

I look in all four directions

seeking balance in a new day.

 

As I walk through the snow,

Grandmother speaks to me:

     “Aztec, see how the snow

     covers and quenches the Crocuses thirst;

     how their purple or yellow petals

     reach for the sun’s warmth.

     Even as the whiteness

     and cold surrounds them,

     they survive and grow strong.

     You, like them,

     are the creatures of Nature.

     Never forget who you are,

     or where you are going.

     My grandson, be alive in the beauty

     above and below.

 

As I think on these words,

I smile

and renew my life’s journey

that will lead me to you.

 

Aztec Warrior/redzone 4.1.18

Author's Note

thanks for reading...
this was the first of the April poems written for Poetry Month...

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

There are two sides to every situation in life. The rain that makes me ache helps the grass and flowers. Your poetry with a Native American flair is always filled with wise life advice. This one even has a romantic flair. To think an entire life is led simply to find that special "you"....ah, yes, this is romance. So much more than "nice" words here. Lydi**

[redzone]

thanks Lydi.. I think I am finally realizing that I di have a bit of the romantic in me... unfortunately, my romantic side still goes unanswered... but your "nice" words help to overcome this deficiency..

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the nastiest weather can help things grow, just as the most painful and horrific storms in our lives can teach us and make us grow stronger.

j.

[MsJewel]

Absolutely lovely in every way. I love the last verse. Beautiful work my friend. :) Julie

[redzone]

Hi Julie.... thanks so much for your comment and your visit...