Singing up the Dawn, a poem by Sara Wright

My walk to the river
is a joyful entrance
into the eternal Now.
The water flowing,
  crushed fresh mint,
trilling bird song
desert air so sweet
  my body vibrates
drumming with all that is…

Returning under
the bowing cottonwoods
I touch a heart shaped leaf
in reverence…
For Life.

Datura trumpets
are sirens singing…
And I bend down
to pull intoxicating scent
into my lungs
remembering a seed
that became a Goddess
white roots tangled
in wet cloth
  before spring planting.

This holy one of the Wild Places,
Waste Places,
also speaks to death
for the unwary –
 fans Wildfire.

Luminous white moon faces
celebrate the dawn
perfume dissipating…
When a piercing eye rises
pearl blossoms fade
like I do under
the fierce heat of
a bittersweet orange


Sara is a naturalist, ethologist ( a person who studies animals in their natural habitats) (former) Jungian Pattern Analyst, and a writer. She publishes her work regularly in a number of different venues and is presently living in Northern New Mexico.

Categories: Goddess Spirituality, Nature, Poetry, Women's Voices

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9 replies

  1. So beautiful! Thank you for sharing your dawn with us!


  2. Thank you Sara, for sharing your relationships and appreciation of things I so often miss.


  3. Barbara, I am so grateful for this remark of yours because my intention and fierce hope whenever I write about Nature is that others might see… discovering the wonder that is all around us. Thank you!


  4. A beautiful hymn to Nature on the eve of the Autumnal Equinox. I was too busy today to celebrate it, but reading your poem was an Equinox celebration in itself! Thank you!


  5. Feels like I’m right there with you, enveloped in beauty.


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