Summer Morning’s Prayer Rain

19 Aug


I walk mindful

after an early summer’s rain—

trees drip shaking gently dry

warming my broad New Hampshire path

I am accompanied with a mid-August

morning breeze blowing softly through my hair—

feeling accepted—

 taught— within its secret wreath



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21 responses to “Summer Morning’s Prayer Rain

  1. erbiage

    August 19, 2017 at 8:43 pm

    Oh this is so good. It feels like home.

    Sent from my iPhone

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  2. mhatter99

    August 20, 2017 at 12:04 am

    Wonderfully expressed

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  3. mother wintermoon

    August 20, 2017 at 12:13 am

    Lovely feeling! Beautifully expressed.

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  4. Beverly Crawford

    August 20, 2017 at 2:22 pm

    What a refreshing read!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Mary

    August 20, 2017 at 2:35 pm

    To feel accepted – indeed that is so very important…and something we all need and seek.

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  6. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    August 20, 2017 at 2:42 pm

    Very well wrapped up… acceptance is what we need.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Sanaa Rizvi (@rizvi_sanaa)

    August 20, 2017 at 3:27 pm

    This is soo beautiful!💘

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Donna@LivingFromHappiness

    August 20, 2017 at 3:50 pm

    Your opening line is the key to enjoying nature…being mindful….such a lovely picture you painted with these words…loved this!

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  9. Julian

    August 20, 2017 at 5:17 pm

    A poem of belonging, love it

    Liked by 1 person

  10. Sherry Blue Sky

    August 20, 2017 at 6:03 pm

    Accepted and taught by the morning breeze. How wonderful this is. Did you get my email, kiddo? Not sure if your address is the same as what I have. My new email is Let’s catch up!


  11. gillena

    August 20, 2017 at 6:04 pm

    Luv your contentment. You have become a easy natural part of the ambience. And as well the humility of being

    Thanks for dropping in at my Sunday Standard today

    Much love…


  12. Truedessa

    August 20, 2017 at 6:18 pm

    trees drip shaking gently dry – this image is so stirring as I feel a sense of warmth.

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  13. kanzensakura

    August 20, 2017 at 7:56 pm

    kisame is the Japanese word for when rain drips off leaves….a lovely poem especially the last line.

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  14. Rall

    August 20, 2017 at 8:55 pm

    A lovely prayer.Not many men of your age can write about the breeze in their hair:)You are blessed:)

    Liked by 1 person

  15. Susan Chast

    August 20, 2017 at 10:00 pm

    Um. I live for and maybe because of mornings like this.

    Liked by 1 person

  16. thotpurge

    August 20, 2017 at 10:48 pm

    Love the idea of being accepted by the weather..rather than the other way round.. such a fresh thought.

    Liked by 1 person

  17. ZQ

    August 20, 2017 at 11:19 pm

    You are an often inspiration to me… Rall


  18. Sumana Roy

    August 20, 2017 at 11:56 pm

    “I am accompanied with a mid-August / morning breeze” & ” feeling accepted–“…Aha moments here …

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  19. Laura Bloomsbury

    August 21, 2017 at 5:39 am

    can sense the scents too

    Liked by 1 person

  20. Rosemary Nissen-Wade

    August 21, 2017 at 6:31 am

    You successfully convey that sense of peace; now I feel it too.

    Liked by 1 person

  21. magicalmysticalteacher

    August 22, 2017 at 9:25 am

    A dreamy, meditative quality about this poem…

    Liked by 1 person


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