Blind Walkers
With so many in this world who fail to live
Passing through seasonal beauty unaware
Never beholding the beauty of springs birth
Unaware of the blooms and blossoms
They cannot hear the cresting wave crash
Or see their faces mirrored on winter ponds
The scent of summer love is an alien mist
Carrying on the breeze of evening fields
They are deaf to the songbirds serenading
And are blind to the gold decorating autumn
Never experiencing the peace of pine forests
Nor respecting the mountain thunderstorms
Eyes opened they are still bind to natures beauty
From her all life springs eternal… experience her
While the moment lasts…
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