Mysterious you poem by steven james humphreys

Mysterious you

mysterious you who surrounds me like loving arms invisible essence pounds away repelling evil and its deeds abundant harvest sowing seed gracious covenant unerring need.

Voices a poem by steven james humphreys


The voice of nature of morning dew and night mist hanging sun it is this a twist of days a turn of night and glorious moon soothing sounds of rabbits in their thicket no fears in sight where time has no end and peaceful slumber has just begun.    

fields of grass, nature, god, poem, steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

Fields of Grass

it's what you see that makes you who you are. it's what you don't that makes people others. it's a nice day and I feel like crying as I lie in fields of grass. it's a gloomy day and I feel like lying with raindrops falling from my eyes. when you go outside and walk… Continue reading Fields of Grass

nature, wind, universe, god, trees, message, prayer

When the Wind Whispers Low

When the wind whispers low in winter sowing, god's bounty speaks in spring seedlings growing. an entire universe breathes its quiet endless flow through summer trees gently making autumn leaves flutter and drop scattered in uneven rows. don't miss nature's voice, listen with your inner ear. it speaks language in sun, wind, clouds and rain...… Continue reading When the Wind Whispers Low

riding my motorcycle, the moon, at night, highway, wind, sea
Spiritual and beyond

The Moon is Full

The moon is full and it is a warm summer night the lunar glow lights my way I've just read Poe and 'awakened from this dream of life feeling broken hearted' I have no where to go I will ride my motorcycle all night up and down the seaside highway with the salted air brushing… Continue reading The Moon is Full

cat, dove, pet, nature, poetry, steven humphreys

My Cat and the Dove

Is there more to this thing called life than its own face value? When I look at my cat he patiently watches the dove landing near my sliding glass door by my pool the dove drinks from the border of my whirlpool which connects to the main pool I do not want more than this… Continue reading My Cat and the Dove

the beauty of the sunset, poetry, nature, steven humphreys

The Beauty of the Sunset

The beauty of the sunset is knowing there will be a new dawn a raindrop will look like a gem running down a flower's stem chirping birds and the sea so deep and the sky so high reveals there is something in the air that keeps each there and so it is inherent within everything… Continue reading The Beauty of the Sunset