Warmest orange light
Touching flowers on the ground
Blessing them with life
Tag: nature
About the trees
What is it about the trees
That so fascinates my mind?
What is it about their branches
That makes me want to climb?
What is it about the leaves
That makes me want to paint?
What is it about the trees?
Parting book
If ever I should leave this blackened Earth
Do not despair, but to the heavens look
The brightest blues are my e’er-smiling mirth
On grandest clouds are writ my parting book
Summer noise
Drips and swishes
Howling dogs
Distant roaring engines
Sweaty faces
Brightest sun
Sights and sounds of summer
512 – The rain
The rain falls hard
As on a tin roof
It drowns out all
But thoughts in one’s head
After the storm
After heaven’s wrathful song
After sky’s great tears
Greens awake all o’er the ground
Blossoms open wide
Drums from heaven fade away
Presence faintly felt
Sun peeks ‘round the bright’ning clouds
And glistens in the grass
Life arriving
The final days of spring
Give way to warmest sun
The buds and blossoms sing
As children laugh and run
The world becomes alive
As if awake from dreams
And so does life arrive
In reds and blues and greens
A walk at night
I went out walking with a pen in hand
And found that all the Earth is stories told
I quickly listened, and these stories penned
Deep into night’s embrace of silent cold
Fullest
These drab walls can’t hold
A lifetime of words
Of love
Of life
Nor can any
No walls
No windows
No ceilings
Could possibly contain
So we turn to nature
Perhaps there
Our wings could spread
Fullest
Spring (Green)
Green, green
The world smells of green
The blossoms are dewed
The buds shift along with the wind
The old flies away
The new takes its place
And the world smells of glorious green
