She is easily found in the little things,  
In dewdrops glistening in the first ray of light,  
As sparrows sing their happy melodies,  
In the chorus of the morning's gentle recite.

She lives within each day awakening,  
In rainfall's soft, percussive song,  
And in countless fleeting moments
That proved remarkable all along.

She lingers in winter's misty breath,  
Rising softly through the morning chill,  
And in autumn's amber warmth,  
As leaves whirl and dance at the wind’s will.

You’ll find her in the sunset,  
In a bittersweet encore that soars,  
And in content hearts that quietly know  
She will visit them once more.

I've learned to never cage her spirit,
Nor beg with her to remain,  
But to welcome her like the sunrise  
When joy chooses to brighten my day.

©️Lizzie Bevis

How strange it is that I leave you behind,
Yet you remain the reason for every dream I chase.
You are a ghost who walks beside me,
Still alive in my memories and hopes.
Your presence echoes in yesterday's stories,
And shimmers in tomorrow's unmapped stars.
You are the footprints to where my heart has led,
And the distant lights glowing from afar.
Your past flows into my future,
To shape me into who I will become.

©️Lizzie Bevis

The bonding forge of palm on palm
Breaks my shield, dissolves my calm;
Your hands trace earthquakes down my spine,
Awakening every nerve of mine.

You ignite my skin with a lightning flash,
Electric tremors pulse and pass,
Each fingertip becomes a molten brand
That sears desire across my land.

When lips meet, our worlds collapse
Passion fractures these synaptic maps;
Your embrace, a crushing tidal force,
Leaves my gravity without a course.

Magnetic fever pulls us close,
As currents crush and silence prose.
Each brush of skin sends shockwaves deep,
Where primal energy coils and leaps.

Heated fusion erodes the mantle,
Boundaries burn and souls entangle,
Your touch conquers my universe
Intent with the need to be immersed.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Enraged clouds of deepening grey  
Advance with wind-whipped waters,  
As tranquil skies begin to decay.

The fierce wind howls like a ravenous beast
Splintering trees like twigs with its might,  
As nature's fury prepares to feast.

Devastation rolls in like a violent dance,  
As lightning splits across the darkened sky.
Nothing in its path stands a chance.

Heavy rain slashes through the air,  
The surge greedily devours,
Then vomits debris everywhere.

In its wake, the lull exposes the carnage,
And the savage toll we pay in defeat
When we cannot best the weather’s rage.

©️Lizzie Bevis

To dally with tomorrow, is a dangerous game,
Postponing love like a flickering flame.
Thinking there's time, will lead you astray,
While moments slip and drift far away.

Be here in this breath, in this heartbeat, right now,
The present is a gift, we often forget to allow.
Each smile that we share, every hand that we hold,
Is worth more than tomorrow's promises gold.

Love isn't patient, it won't always wait,
Don't let it be another opportunity too late.
Reach out while you can, let your heart overflow,
For kindness blooms best in the present's warm glow.

The clock ticks relentless, with no pause and no stay,
Each second that passes just flows away.
So love without waiting, be kind while you can,
For time's greatest lesson requires no masterplan.

©️Lizzie Bevis

In silent woods where whispers freeze,  
The breath of night kisses the breeze.  
Trees stand like sentries cloaked in white,  
Their branches bowing, in graceful plight.  

The breath of winter, crisp and clear,  
Wraps all in silence, drawing near.
A silver quilt covers sleeping ground,  
As snowflakes drift and twirl around.  

Beneath the moon's observant gaze,  
Winter shrouds time in a sparkling haze.  
The world sleeps under frosted dreams,  
Where moonlight weaves its silver beams.  

As frost paints scenes upon the night.
Where stars like diamonds shimmer bright.
Nature's art in crystal chains,
A masterpiece in all that remains.

©️Lizzie Bevis