Last weekend I was out on a windy walk when I experienced a whoosh of gratitude blow over me! Being able to breathe in fresh air was a luxury my brilliant Dad cherished right up until his passing and I am so inspired by his thankful heart. Today I am sharing a written and filmed version of the poem I wrote about this. If you enjoy live recitals do add me on Instagram as I regularly read my poems aloud #coachingcreatively.
An Air of Awe
The air is fresh and nourishing
Upon it we exist
A slow inhale, I’m flourishing
And gratitude is bliss
With each breath in new life begins
Each moment is a bonus
I feel the breeze upon my skin
And honour nature’s slowness
When you were slowly perishing
You walked in rain and mist
Proclaiming the air nourishing
Your thankfulness persists
Lovely way to honor your dad! I enjoyed the video – your voice enlivens.
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Thanks so much Jazz – really appreciate this feedback!
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Very nice.
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Thank you!
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You are welcome.
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NO ONE KNOWS WHATS ROUND THE CORNER , THAT IS VERY T RUE! We Know who to call on as a Great reformer :-Sammi dear it has to be you ! U help us all through thick and thin! That is why I take it all in !! Humour ,Pathos ,a little smidgen of cheek, I know for sure U,re the one Ide seek:- to help me cope from day to day ; to go on my journey and come what may always remember I mean every word I say! I LOVE MY NIECExxxxx
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Lovely little ditty Auntie Glen – you are getting more poetic by the day! Love you xxx
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
SIMPLE (?) BUT VERY SATISFYING! THIS POET GROWS ON YOU!
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