I’m not an activist or influencer but even ordinary people like me can acknowledge this day in our own way. I think other nations could do well to adopt such a day also. I’m sharing an old poem and old pics of flowers I felt suitable to add.
I often ponder and wonder about what my camera sees…
This Earth, this Planet, this Orb
ever in motion through Space,
this Home away from Home
here in the Realms of Physicality,
this dance of Life through Grace,
how can we not see, understand
your Nature expressing Divinity-
Divine Skies, Sacred Waters, Holy Lands
everywhere, all that you are
being and becoming, this Earth.
You are a Great Wonder and I am in awe.
September 27, 2025
Shelley A. Wilson
Our words, our lives and identities
with our personalities and family trees
will fall away, disappear, be gone
like fallen leaves as we move on
into That Oneness, That Light where we belong.
Into That Greatest Love, That Joy and Peace,
That Highest Truth and Freedom’s release
we’ll go, finally Knowing who we are
as Life Itself, merging, emerging, Ever One.
September 22, 2025
First day of Autumn
Shelley A. Wilson
A walk and a drive… Some people seek crowds and excitement but I am drawn to forests, water of seas and lakes and rivers, and the land of farm fields.
Flowerpoet 
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