I dream of going camping
Of laying gazing at the stars
Searching for hidden treasures
Maybe Jupiter and Mars

Maybe the moon will be shining
Illuminating the night
Silvery hues on Mother Nature
What a wondrous sight

I love to gaze into a campfire
Transfixed by leaping flames
Drawing strength from its beauty
Ever respectful all the same

To feel the velvet warmth
Of the night air envelop me
As a sweet delicate lover
Whose embrace comforts me

I would love to have the company
Of one who sees natures as I see
Though I will go alone
If none choose to accompany me

I do not fear the darkness
For I’ve discovered it’s my friend
It embraces me wholeheartedly
Like a long lost friend

I so love Mother Nature
In both darkness and in light
Her beauty constantly astounds me
In her essence I delight

She offers me strength to draw on
Asking nothing in return
But for me to appreciate her
And not her beauty spurn

I never take for granted
The wonder of my surrounds
For it’s in constant transformation
In sight and touch and sound

Airborne creatures I watch in wonder
Wishing I too could fly
Into the wild blue yonder
Floating gliding serenely by

I love the bugs and lizards
The ants and all their friends
Though I prefer they stay in territory
And not in my bed

I hope one day soon I can go camping
To satisfy this yen
And maybe I will feel
More balanced and tranquil then.

Trish Johnston 2nd March 2011