Beauty Shall Not Be Named

Red plaid blanket Rolled under my arm Well worn book Clutched in my hand Sun upon my back Light my path unto beauty Laying down on the blanket Stomach to the Earth Propped up on my elbows Scanning the pages... Glancing up Each blade of green grass is magnified Crystal like dew remains from morning Little gnats buzzing around happily Crickets hopping this way and that Thick brown trees off in the distance Little yellow daisies scattered about One tucked gently behind my ear The fragrance only nature can achieve Has filled my heart with joy A honey sweet taste has landed on my taste buds As I inhale the fresh afternoon air The sky is not blue today It has made its own color so beautiful it shall not be named And fluffy white clouds sprinkled above my head As one drifts about it blocks the sun Casting a shadow over my day Though when the cotton rolls away And the sun slowly spreads through the field Each and every blade of grass is golden And it glow before me like the Heavens A cool breeze wafts by Turning the pages of my book Glancing down Scanning the pages... Propped up on my elbows Stomach to the Earth Laying upon my blanket I have traveled the path of beauty Oh sun upon my back