Expectant
Under the dark new moon
Where diamond dust is sprinkled against the black, velvety sky
I plant new seed in fertile soil.
My breath slows becoming one with Mother Earth
Her energy flows through me
Joined with the Universal energy of the heavenly bodies.
Intentions are made, blessed and released
Watered, waiting, expectant.
©Donna Donabella 2018
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This poem has a double meaning for me…the expectancy of spring and spring planting, and the expectancy of growth along my personal path as I read, learn, experience and share my life lessons.
As the full moon is upon us, I am reminded that spring planting by the phases of the moon is said to enhance harvests. Some gardeners suggest sowing seeds for crops that yield an above ground harvest between the new moon and full moon. Root crops are best planted when the moon is going from full moon to new moon. While I have never tried this, I have gardener friends who swear by this planting method.
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I leave you with a few additional words about Expectant. I welcome you to download the photo and share it.
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I like the way you share your personal journey in your poetry, the way you continue to seek and grew. It is never too late to plant new seeds, to grow!
Thanks so much Mary! I agree it is never too late to plant new seeds in our lives.
Luv the inhalation of this poem. Hold that breath for a while before exhaling
Happy Sunday Donna
much love…
Yes hold that deep breath. A wonderful reminder. Thank you!
I love how calm and peaceful your poem makes me feel! Especially this: “diamond dust is sprinkled against the black, velvety sky”… is just exquisite!
Oh Sanaa thank you. Nature brings such exquisite words to me through its images.
May the seeds be successful, but sometimes I think it’s the waiting that counts.
I agree, waiting and wondering what those seeds will bear….that is the exciting part!
When anything is possible, spring.
Perfectly said annell!
Beautiful, Donna. Love the poem & artwork. “Expectant” has so many layers of meaning ~ birth, growth, renewal in nature and our spiritual path.
Ah yes my friend….those layers are exactly where I was going with this!
“Expectant” is such a good word. I like the watering part too.
Thank you Colleen….I was waiting for that ending word when it just leapt out at me! It was perfect for what I was feeling.
Lovely, planting in moonlight, feeling that connection with All That Is.
I think so too…I adore taking walks in the moonlight too and its light seems to nourish me like a seed!
Pregnant with possibilities. And hope. Which is true of the very best of life’s journeys.
Oh I agree and so beautifully said.
I love what your poem says to you. I also believe it’s true. Everything–plants, relationships, people–grow better when we can relate to them in natural ways that speak to our souls.
Oh I love how you related this back with such beautiful thoughts and words…thank you!
Lovely images.
Thank you Ayala!
Simply beautiful, Donna.
ZQ
Oh thank you so much my friend!!
moon planting is inspirational if not scientific – I like the subtext analogy of scattered stars with seeds
You are always so perceptive my friend….it is amazing how poetry flows.
Beautiful & a good reminder to get a few seeds soaking tonight.
Absolutely Chrissa….time for seed starting!
‘expectant.’ … love the way in which you have given words to the lovely stirrings of that often overlooked state of being. Awesome writing!
Thanks so much Wendy….this was fun to write as those stirrings were happening.
mystic piece!
Oh I am so pleased you think so….it felt that way as I was writing!
I love the ‘oneness’ with the Universe…ending in pregnant pause.
It feels like that when I plant seed in the garden.
Simply beautiful!
Thank you Rosemary!
I love that idea of breath becoming one with the earth…!
I think when I garden I especially feel one with the earth.
i really loved the title. it wraps up the poem neatly. there are expectations not only for the seed but for the person planting it too. i think one needs to be truly in tune with nature to write this. 🙂
That is the nicest thing to say. To plant fruitful seeds we must learn to connect with nature.
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much love…
This resonates deeply with me. And, planting by the moon definitely works!
Oh that is wonderful to know.