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We are blessed with such magnificent nature all around us.
Often we take this for granted, especially when we live in huge cities.
We forget that it's the small things that matter most.

Like the fluffy clouds above us...
the tree that blossoms every year...
the subtle breeze that cools us on a hot day...

When I think of one specific thing in nature that I adore, it has to be the tree that stands outside my bedroom window.
When Spring rolls by, it carries the most magnificent purple blossoms that frangrances my room with the sweetest scent. And when the wind blows through the branches - delicate little purple blossoms rain down.

It's these simple pleasures of life that we find in nature that inspire and evokes the sweetest emotions, memories and poetic words.

So, this is my poem to my favourite tree...




I'M A TREE HUGGER!

I want to sit high up in the tree,
High - where only I can reach.
And the only company I have is the playful breeze,
and the tiny purple blossoms that fall from the tree.

I want to sit high up in the tree,
High - where the rest of the world cannot see.
And all around me seems peaceful and calm,
and the lull of a bird sings me to sleep.

I want to sit high up in the tree,
High - where all that surrounds me are blossoms
and leaves and wood under my feet.
and Spring's scent fills the heated air.

Yes, high up in the tree where Spring returns-
each and every year!

By Melissa/Honeybe
I'm a Tree Hugger, are you?

Let's take care of the nature and environment around us because it keeps us alive and creates the best poetry

Never had the sun shone brighter than the day I saw it light your face.
With a golden finger, it slowly caressed it's way across your bronzed, golden skin.

In pure enchantment I watched as the warm Indian Ocean lapped against your feet.
Your rhythmic walk seemed to echo the seductive beat of the sea.

Can you hear the sigh of my heart over the mighty ocean's song?
For, if only you stopped for a while...
You would feel my warm kisses in every ray of golden sunshine;
you would feel my tender touch when the ocean sweeps over your skin.
And my gentle whispers would be heard when the cool breeze whistles in your ear.

If only you stopped for just a short while...
then you would know what I feel when I see you walk beside the shore...
Yes, then you would know!

By Melissa aka Honeybe

His steps tell of mysteries not yet told.
He walks in a way that makes the earth sway.
His legs hold the ground like pillars of gold.
When he moves, the angels start in joyful play.

He speaks of everyday mundane things,
yet my heart moves to the sound of his voice like mesmerised dancers to melodic beats.

His eyes reflect heaven's own lustrious glory,
and when he looks at me the clouds seem to give way to the break of early day.

With his arms around me,
the earth may fall apart and heaven may throw down each and every star.
And still my world would stand as firm as before,
as long as I have his arms around me.

And even if every worldly wonder should fade and every heavenly grace should cease,
His praises will remain through eternity for all to see.

By Melissa aka Honeybe