Gaia (new poem)

GAIA (new poem)by Tim Kavi

birdsong

rain's pitter-patter

children ask

plants; why

do you grow?

the sweet refrain

only calls

GAIA to see

what's the matter.

Imagined Lines (poem)

Imagined Lines

by Tim Kavi

If One Were to Imagine

how beautiful Nature is

within and without

one would if not 

for the trappings 

of science, imagine

they are seeing

magic and beauty

at the same time.

Rain Country (new poem)

Rain Country by Tim Kavi 

wet drops

so consuming that

they threaten

to flood you

with waves

of self deprecation

for ever

braving the elements

that you are convinced

of monsoon

qualities

until dancing in

the dirt

You realize

You are like the lush

green plants

thirsty

yet in this case

not knowing it

YOU are found

to be alive

dancing in vibrant

leafy expressions

of love

and life

until not one

moment is lost.

Spring Garden (new poem)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Spring Garden"

by Tim Kavi

wondering about the Earth

there are only the glorious

colors, wings, of the seasoned

pushing forth

of Spring's new birth



gentle footsteps

down all of the paths

brings only the Mother

to her young



who is gathering eggs

that contain treasures

nearby



and dreaming of tea

with her tea set



until the sun greets

the raindrops on the

little plants



both she and her beholden ones

planted in the garden

by Gaia's loving hands



until all is revealed

in the gardens

of Spring.

Celestial Meadow (new poem)

Celestial Meadow

by Tim Kavi

gentle lands of rest

stretch across maps of peaceful

bliss of grassy green

my feet float on airy paths

of glorious silence

stretching to the horizon

sparse trees dot the place

that beckon to places

of pause and reflection

away from all the stress

away from racing thoughts

not just to survive

but to bravely exist

gentle bluebirds

of my Mother's voice

Gaia would you sing to me?

black crows wait to pick

but I know

that your beauty prevails

you will live longer

than humans have tread

oh pray

they will not kill you dead

for in your silence

they gravely mistake

you are not there

but there is only

too much noise

to hear you and be blest

but at moments like this

I only can gently walk

on the pillows

of your endowment

in the shadows of forest

and the paths of wooded trail

the stream flows nearby

into the ocean it flows

goes to the clouds

descends to the earth again

born again

to live again

and to see your glory

in forest, and stream

celestial meadows

where I see all my friends

playing again. 

gentle raindrops (new poem)

gentle raindrops
by tim kavi

gentle raindrops fall softly
across glistening green skin
We and Nature
heartbeats as one
in the dawning sun

steam rises from the Earth
plantings of our love everywhere
gentle shoulders slope
of what tomorrow brings
in mountains of hope

in the passion of longing
love buds anew
while songs of birds flew
among the shadowed rocks

where there is only
the whisper of our kiss
enduring forever

the stream of love
and time carries on.