Eyes of Mother Nature
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Not just the sky itself—they are every ocean and stream—
filled with reflections of rainbows, waterfalls and rain.
Windows of beauty fringed in verdant shades of green.
Not a trace of sadness shows for things that cause her pain.
Her eyes, serenely soft, are sacred, mystic jewels.
Forever and beyond they always will remain.
Content within her powers of evergreen renewal,
her eyes reflect and sparkle with all of nature’s hues.
Wisdom of aeons — their provident accrual.
Her eyes —a wellspring of every artist’s muse—
like a mother giving from her immeasurable heart.
All this she imparts—yet we never pay the dues.
These eyes, so beautiful, her children fill with hurt.
Beware—her precious gaze—some day she will avert.
Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2021
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