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
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Jen H. | Year Posted 2009
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