Filtering golden through crimson leaves,
The Sun’s light and the regal Oak tree,
Create daily, a beauteous masterpiece.
An ever-changing portrait,
Drawn by the hand divine,
Is Nature’s gift to mankind.
Red dust, lilac dusk, and green cacti
Bring forth a mosaic so majestic
A knotted throat and a teary eye
Spring forth, like first seeing your child.
Even those grim and gray thunderheads,
Attempt to document, hence the camera flashes.
How could such beauty come about? By chance?
Perhaps it did and humans, being children
Of the Earth, cannot help but see and be
Inspired, awed by our eternal matriarch.
Beautiful images, nature
Beautiful images, nature paints a canvas more lovely than man ever could, but your words do it real justice, and through them I can see it all for myself in my own mind's eye. Thank you, Sue.
Thanks! I get the most
Thanks! I get the most inspiration from nature and I can only hope to communicate that inspiration in the best way i know, with my words.
Thank you Sweetwater for taking the time to listen.
We'll just keep writing 'til there's nothing left to write.
We'll just keep waiting 'til they read all our works left to right.