Natural Spirit Quotes

“Can you see us, Celia?
More of us have risen from the grass
that your bare, searching feet have sunken into.
Steadfast and sturdy are we, Agapanthus africanus.”
― Susan L. Marshall, Fleur of Yesterday

“Growth and senescence exists within me.
Each dawn, I am rejuvenated with the sun's glow
and with a fresh, new clove scent.
A scent that helps keep us both alert.”
― Susan L. Marshall, Fleur of Yesterday

“A young girl’s stroke has breathed us life
upon this luscious, grassy meadow.
Unbound we float in the aether,
protecting the sanctuary of life below.

To grow, this world needs nurturing
only Lady Solary’s warmth can provide.
Yet light flickers briefly then fades,
like a struck match failing to ignite.”
― Susan L. Marshall, All the Hope We Carry

“Gusts of fiery winds blow,
blasting a furnace of heat.
The air rings with the shrill screams
of my beloved carnations.
Rising and falling,
they shed their flower heads
upon the worn,
foot trodden dirt.

Staring up, their heads smile sadly,
their petals shedding tears.
Rolling across the planks,
they reach out for me.

The carnation flower's scent
is fragrant in the breeze.
It wakes me so I escape
the dark world of dreams.”
― Susan L. Marshall, Fleur of Yesterday

“I was running, as fast as I could,
carrying you, Carnation,
shaking and scared ...

She was there, waiting for me.
Standing surrounded by a meadow of lavender,
her arms opened wide for me
to run into and cry and cry ...”
― Susan L. Marshall, Fleur of Yesterday

“Grass must bring life.”
― Susan L. Marshall, All the Hope We Carry

“I am pressing my palm gently against the coraline limestone.
It feels warm against my skin, alerting me to
my own physical presence in this moment.
My body exists right here, right now.

I feel the rare, radiant rays of the sun,
warming my neck and back.
Steady the light is, not fading away this time.”
― Susan L. Marshall, All the Hope We Carry

“My feet stand in grass
mowed and wet,
drops of water shine.
It has rained,
so have my eyes.

[Sky Bound]”
― Susan L. Marshall, Bare Spirit: The Selected Poems of Susan Marshall