LIZ RAGOUT

LIZ RAGOUT

ONENESS

While out for a walk

I rested by a five barred

gate,

and watching the cows

grazing there,

I suddenly became aware

they were part of me,

no longer a separate identity..

I felt engulfed in their

consciousness of the way

things ought to be.

I then gazed at the trees

long and hard ,

soon we were blending

in unity, as I became one

of thousands of living,

leafy eyes ,

that had a familiar affinity

which embraced me.

The wonderful sense of  Oneness

is  so marvelous

I feel I am not alone in the

universal sea ,

the creator is in everything and

I know I am, where I should  be.

©Liz Ragout

THE LAMP OF THE IMAGINATION

Half believing in the magical

"crock of gold"

at the bottom of the rainbow,

is an unconscious feeling

that other worlds, and other

dimensions exists.

The abode of the "little people"

lies between these area's as they

guard the treasures of nature..

It is often difficult for adults to

see or even visualize these realms

that lie beyond our own.

This is because the lamp of the

imagination burns brightest in our

childhood years.

If you should hear the faint tinkling

sound of silvery laughter, or the soft

murmuring of fluttering wings, on

your walks ,at the boundaries of

the garden, or woods ,you are assured

that there are fairies abroad.

Perchance you may get a glimpse of

these beautiful nature spirits at work..

©Liz Ragout

REMINISCING ON NATURE

There is beauty

in the roses and flowers

that flourish in summer,

when the warm sun

caresses their roots..

The wildflowers sit pretty

in the long meadow grass,

I rejoice to see them ,

and store mental pictures,

for when, their time is past.

I note when the fuchsia

starts running wild,

reminding me often,

of when I was a bold,

wayward child.

In late September

a small murmur of sorrow

overshadows the land,

still the sturdy germanium

fights to withstand.

the set  laws of nature.

as the cycle unfolds.

When fading flowers are cast off ,

and new flora and fauna unfold.

©

LIZ RAGOUT

LIZ RAGOUT is a 76 year old Irish born senior citizen living in London. She started writing in earnest when she retired at age 69. She loves nature, music and interacting with people of all nations.