The smell of rain
rocks and earth
releasing wet fragrance into the air
I breathe it in
Lung deep
and wonder
if someone could bottle this perfume

Permission now
in the wet
to be quiet
reflective and softer

I like these days
more human this slowness
I turn pages of a book 
feeling paper and ink once more
delicious stretching and
soft blankets

Secretly excited 
as the river bursts her banks
brown and wild
at the end of the garden
I walk out in the rain
letting it dance on my skin

My bare feet squelch
through the tropical sodden grass
exploring life between toes

How Mother Gaia is reforming the landscape
her way
claiming it back 
Washing away the mad rushing
Bringing respectful pace 

By Veronica Farmer

Kitten soft
this place 
of imagining
deep within

I go here
when the world is hard
or loud
My safe place

I curl within 
Breathe deep
Come home 
in the musty depths
of my imagined cocoon

Breathe
Breathe...
and        Breathe
Laboured breaths 
Lung deep
Soul deep

And then..
I am once again ready

To face the world
Lift my chin
and meet
It's hullaballoo
and chaos

I put the sword back in my hand
and continue on
Knowing the light is building
Just as the fire 
​rages