Dreaming of Nature's Love So Rare

Standing looking across sweeping thoughts and hopes alone crying into distant faraway hills and valleys dreaming I saw before me a big white puff of smoke Drifting low circling from out of chimneys pots high slowly moving creeps inner vision dancing with me candy floss happily towards the glen sweet aroma scent Scenting turf fires the nostrils with wild scent upon air as a sun melting her warm fingers into one's back soothing pure in a baby blue clear sky setting, rising high feelings Upon a cool caressing Autumn breeze Mother Nature arrives with songbirds singing sweet clearly with echoes and most beautiful tunes carried ever so gently in the air Within a quite stillness silently whispers gasp and cry splitting down the middle a teardrop falls always slowly in love with this forever dream, and to the end sighs Standing on the edge of a pretty crystal cool blue pond while watching the presence of beautiful fairy elves and their most wonderful laughs and smiles so ever true Smelling the wonderful aroma of pure mountain air with that assured feeling the all is fresh, crisp, real and flowers, plants, and grass talking to one another Dreaming many perfect dreams of mermaids sitting grouped in a green water pool at the waterfall’s edge and sensing their joy, beauty, laughter, and smiles This is what dreams are made of as we sense and see most wondrous things and objects of perfect symmetry as we feel mountain rain and a most delicious soft wind Mother Nature and her magical world of treasures and such beauty indeed make all gods of centuries past and present stand up and applaud graciously our Dreaming One Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved (November 20, 2014) (Terza Rima in Unrhymed Tercet poetic format)